The Harvelle Bar, located next to a highway outside Lincoln, has always been a shortage of people, and it is even barely apart during the day, and this situation only improves at night.

But I'm basically unsatisfied.

Compared with most customers, Iverson is one of the few regular regular customers at the bar. As a retired witch hunter, he has a repair shop not far from the bar. His life is very regular, but he often can't let go of his pre-retirement life, so he basically comes to this bar to have a drink every night.

At this time, he was sitting on the bar chair drinking beer, and while drinking, he whispered to Ellen, the owner here.

"That's the monster that ran to you the day before yesterday?" said the thin old man, and glanced at a young figure not far away.

"That's right, but it's not a monster." The boss's lady Ellen replied without raising her head, as she was busy wiping the wine glass.

"I heard he is Chinese?" Iverson frowned.

Ellen looked up at him and smiled, "It doesn't look like it, right?"

"That's right." Iverson nodded, and then couldn't help but look at the young man sitting at the corner table, wearing an old leather jacket and jeans, and was lowering his head and saying something.

"The Chinese have black hair, that's right, but most of their eyes are brown. It's rare for him to be so pure black. And his facial features are not that soft."

"Maybe it's a mixed race." The boss lady Ellen responded dismissively.

"Maybe." Iverson shrugged: salt, holy water, silver dagger, and you have checked him..."

"You're worried." Ellen smiled at him: "I've tried it all."

Iverson wanted to say something else when he heard this, but was interrupted by the boss's wife. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Please, old man, how old are you this year? Are you still afraid of a little kid who looks like a high school student?"

"As far as I know, the noise made by this little brat is quite loud." Iverson didn't care about the boss's jokes, but rolled his eyes.

"It's true that the movement is not small, but maybe it's because of the weather nearby. You know, the storm in the farm area was weird a few days ago."

"But I heard that he was not dressing normally at that time."

"costume. It's very popular for young people to play this recently." Ellen shrugged: He said that he played a character in a fantasy novel in his hometown, but he ended up running here for no reason."

"You just believed him so easily?"

"Why don't you believe it? Draw blood, restrain things... nothing was found, and it turns out that he is a normal person."

As she said that, she glanced at someone in the corner of the bar and said, "It can be seen that he is indeed a fantasy."

"I especially like his ring."

...

The ring that was stared at by the boss's wife was quietly worn on Charle's left ring finger. The whole thing was as simple as a dark golden ring. Wolves, deer, dragons, lions, and various other animals were finely engraved on the ring wall. When I suddenly saw it, it seemed like some ancient runes.

For some reason, when the boss's wife Ellen saw the ring, she subconsciously thought of a book she loved, so she couldn't help but "love the house and the slut".

But she probably would never have thought that this ring actually has a deep relationship with that book.

[Ring of Rights, through it, you can open the door to the world of songs of ice and fire at any time]

【It is bound to your spirit and cannot be touched by other targets other than you】

【It has no entity】

...

When I came to another world, the Eye of Reality was still the same, but when Charles looked at himself, the shuttle door at the bottom of the property bar cooled down, but it quietly turned into another sentence.

【Shuttle door is being upgraded, the shuttle function is not available for the time being】

...

Why upgraded?

Is it because this god mysteriously swallowed the King of Light?

Or will the new world be opened to trigger the upgrade?

Shire didn't know why, but the shuttle door seemed to have gained enough energy, so he didn't know when he could leave.

At present, it seems that Charles is temporarily trapped here, and the shuttle function cannot be used. Not to mention returning to the main world, even the world of opening the song of Ice and Fire with a ring cannot be achieved.

"So that can be quoted at any time."

...

Just as he was thinking silently, a word suddenly rang in his ears.

"Hey, Charles, @...#￥%!"

The sound was fine at first, but after half of it, Charles couldn't hear it clearly - although it was a very familiar language, not to mention that all the memories were vague after time travel, even if he remembered correctly before time travel, he was a scumbag in this regard.

So he looked up at the person who was talking, and the bar owner's daughter Qiao followed him into his eyes.

Her blonde hair was wrapped around her chest, she was slim and had a delicate and beautiful oval face. At this time, she was standing in front of Charles with a smile, revealing a touch of white teeth, which looked particularly pure.

Seeing that she was holding an instrument in her hand, Charles knew her purpose well, so he slowly spoke, "Do you want to... check?"

A trace of helplessness is revealed in the awkward words of young people, because of the current situation and because of their own communication.

"Yesterday...isn't...confirmed?"

...

Language is a big problem. Charles could only barely communicate with people around him. As long as the other party spoke quickly, he could only guess even if he could mist.

"Confirm again." The other party responded slowly, and then without waiting for Charles to say something, he used a detector device called emf to sway in front of him. The red light flashed until the detector showed that everything was normal. She nodded and then said with a smile: "I know &? Because you "&￥%...because my mother beat me to death."

"Eren... won't." Charles replied. The other party's complete words should have been that he was almost beaten to death because of this.

He was thinking very quickly at this time. After hearing some words, he reorganized them and then associated them, which probably meant that way.

"So sure?"

"Of course." Charles said that if she really wanted to shoot, she would have been blinded like someone, but it was broad daylight.

But he wouldn't explain this, and if there is any need to say it, he really can't do it now when he talks about it in a long way.

Qiao was quite surprised about this, but before she could ask, there was a guest shouting not far away, so she quickly turned around and left, but just took a few steps and suddenly turned back.

"By the way, please don't ￥#my mom%￥…#High school students don't @￥@￥…"

After a rumbling speech, she hurriedly walked away, quietly looked at her slender back, looked down at the glass of bubble beer she placed on the table, and Charles sighed.

Without giving him any preparation time and room, he came to this place that seemed to be the United States on Earth. Just like the first time, he fell down, and the location was not far from this bar.

At that time, he stood up dizzyly and found that the roadside bar hadn't thought much, so he walked in directly, but was pointed at by more than ten guns.

There were so many "dangerous elements" in a small bar? Charles felt very unlucky at the time and thought he had walked into the wolf's nest. However, as these people moved the next move, he gradually felt something was wrong.

Salt, water, silver daggers, pepper..., pointed at the gun and forced to get all kinds of messy things. It was not until that night that it was a tossing and turbulent.

Then he knew why he was treated like this.

Because he was suspected to be a "ghost" or other monster, many electrical appliances suddenly failed before entering the bar.

Why does this phenomenon occur?

Is it because there is a special aura left on the body of the "time and space"? Or is it because there is a residual energy of the King of Light that he absorbs?

Shire didn't know that anyway, he no longer had that special substance on his body, and the suspicion was basically cleared.

Of course, he didn't have time to think about this matter now, but was attracted by another matter-

This is a world with TV, KFC, America, and even China.

There are all kinds of things that seem familiar to the Charles here, but there are also many strange unknown mysteries of gods. So, is he in another shuttle door world or... the earth?

Thinking silently, Charles absent-mindedly sketched on paper.

If it is the earth he remembers, it is best. No, he still has to find the reality of the world here.

So in this seemingly not simple world, strength is particularly important.

He has no idea about this and his church knowledge and spells, and he can't get out now, but he still knows a lot about Necromancer's spells.

The skeleton ladder, summoning the rat group, pretending to die, calling the dead, and cursing the failure...

Currently, there are more than ten necromancers that Shire can learn. He didn't have the time to practice in the Song of Ice and Fire before.

"Just the most important thing right now..."

Shire narrowed his eyes and glanced at a middle-aged black man sitting at the table not far away drinking.

[Gordon Blair, he is about 35-45 years old]

【He was blinded by your talent】

【He has deep hostility towards you】

...

The man was pretending to drink at this time, and his eyes were peeking at him from time to time. Although he was careful, he still could not escape Charles' eyes.

So he thought about it, simply put down the paper and pen, and walked out the door.

"Shar, #￥%?" Qiao, not far away, saw his back as he went out, and hurriedly shouted: "#￥…#@￥”

Didn't understand what she was saying, Charles waved his hand without looking back.
Chapter completed!