Chapter 1 Four Lives and Four Worlds
“Who am I?”
“Where am I?”
“What am I doing?”
Just opened my eyes Gavin opened his eyes, his expression was dazed, his mind was blank, the scene in front of him was extremely unfamiliar, but also a little familiar.
The next second, a large number of memories surged out like a tide, from past and present lives.
Zhang You, Gai Wen.
The two names are entangled repeatedly in my mind, like a mess, it is difficult to distinguish each other.
In fashionable terms, he is a time traveler.
After spending an ordinary twenty-five years on earth, it was rare for me to be passionate, and I wanted to be a hero to save the beauty.
In the end, he failed to hug the beauty, but he was stabbed to death by those teenage boys with knives.
Then he traveled to Faerun and Gavin.
Gavin started out as a hell-level person. At that time, Gavin had been plotted by his brother and became a slave of the Zhentarim.
With the advantage of being a traveler, he has gone through all kinds of hardships and grown into a legendary warrior. When he was about to show off his ambitions, an arcane disaster caused by the battle between gods came.
The collapsed magic network tore apart the sky and the earth, shattering everything Gavin knew and loved.
From that moment on, Gavin decided to risk everything to stop this catastrophe.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to formulate a rebirth plan, persuaded the moon goddess Su Lun, and borrowed the high-level artifact Su Lun's Tears to try to activate the Star-Moon Gate, activate its ability to travel through time, and return to the world where he came. That moment.
I don’t know if this kind of time travel is beyond the capabilities of the Star-Moon Gate, or if my origin is too special.
The Star-Moon Gate exploded on the spot, completely disrupting the flow of time.
My soul consciousness was not sent to Gavin's young body, but was sent back to Zhang You when he was a junior high school student. For protection, Su Lun's Tears sealed his overly powerful soul. , including most memories.
Even if the main consciousness is asleep, it has a great impact on the personality. After rebirth, he has always insisted that there is magic and magical power in this world, as evidenced by his self-taught fighting ability.
In the end, he became extremely addicted to psychic abilities. He taught himself telekinesis and psychic blasting. As a result, he inspired the soul of the sleeping legendary warrior in advance, which exceeded the physical load. After all, in that world, there was no magic power to harmonize the body. Blessing.
In the end, he succeeded and successfully performed a mind blast, which shocked himself to death.
The Tears of Selun are worthy of being the high-level artifact of the Moon Goddess. After such a big deviation, she actually adjusted herself, set things right, and dragged her soul back to Faerûn and back to Gavin. in the body.
I just don’t know what year it is now?
"Nott Cavalry! Follow me to attack!" A heroic female voice rang through the sky, followed by a fierce sound of horse hooves.
Gavin hurriedly turned over and climbed up, lying on the top of the city wall. What he saw was a heroic figure. He couldn't see the front, only a back. As always, he only had a faceplate, and his fiery red hair only used a It ends with a butterfly tied with a blue ribbon.
Behind her were twelve horsemen guarding her in the shape of arrows, rushing towards the three trebuchets in the distance.
Gavin’s previous question has an answer.
The Year of the Serpent, the eighth day of the second ten days of severe winter.
The above is from Faerun's perspective. Changed to Earth's perspective, it's January 18th, 1359 in the Valley Calendar.
The timing is good or bad.
Well, compared to the last time he traveled through time, he was sold as a Zhentarim slave.
Worst, of course, is compared to going back to the mother's womb, or to the infant stage. If you go back to that time, you will have plenty of time.
Just when Gavin was sorting out the timeline.
The battle situation outside the city has undergone new changes.
Hundreds of small creatures, only half the height of adults, climbed up from the ground and rushed towards the gate of Fort Nott in a chaotic manner.
This kind of creature with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, a big nose and red eyes is called a goblin, nicknamed the Little Fool. It is the most numerous and annoying monster race in Faerûn.
They are selfish and black-hearted, and they can only reproduce and raise their children, and their nests are everywhere.
This is the conspiracy of this goblin tribe. They took advantage of the Nott Castle cavalry to attack and try to destroy their siege equipment to seize the door.
The goblins' stupid little minds couldn't come up with such a complicated tactic. This was the handiwork of the big goblin leader behind them.
Gavin checked his physical condition while running towards the city gate.
Just now, a stone was thrown not far from me, and a splashing flowstone hit me.
Although he was blocked by his own wooden shield, he was knocked down, knocked against the city wall, and knocked unconscious.
In addition to the slight concussion of the head, the most serious problem was the left arm holding the shield. The arm bone was probably fractured and it hurt when he moved. The wooden shield had long since fallen out of hand and it flew away.
When he touched his waist, he saw that his combat belt was bulging, and there were at least three bottles of potion for treating minor injuries, which made him feel relieved.
I directly took out a bottle of potion to treat minor injuries and drank it. The injury was mostly healed immediately. At least the pain in my heart disappeared, leaving only bursts of numbness and itching - this is Faerun's healing potion. The miraculous thing about it is that I dare not say that the medicine can cure the disease, at least it can recover most of it on the spot.
I casually pulled out a long strip of cloth and wrapped it around the fractured area to reinforce it. I also casually grabbed a wooden shield and tied it to my left hand.
A discarded hand axe.
Spears thrown around.
A sharp butcher knife.
Gavin casually collected them all on him.
By the time he ran to the city gate, he was already crotched and armed to the teeth.
There is already a group of Nott militiamen waiting there.
Everyone who saw the leader couldn't help but secretly praise him for his majestic figure.
Gavin is now sixteen years old and 1.7 meters tall. He is considered outstanding among his peers, but in front of the other party, he is an out-and-out dwarf. He barely reaches his chest and has to hold his neck high to look at him.
"Master Gavin, why are you down here? Hurry up to the city wall, those goblins are about to kill you."
The heavy armor made him even more thick. The degree makes him feel like a mountain, but when he opens his mouth, there is an inconsistent feeling as if the mountain is falling apart.
Because it was her, not him, her voice was as clear as an oriole.
If I just listened to the voice, I would have thought it was a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Gavin was used to it, because he knew clearly that the other person not only sounded like a young girl, but also looked like one. She was even prettier than most girls, with a perfect outline.
An internet term is perfect for her - King Kong Barbie.
“Don’t forget, I am also a member of Nott’s Militia!” Gavin said impassionedly, looking like a passionate young man who was inspired.
But with a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, they were in a standard and no longer standard posture to welcome the impact.
The people around him automatically gave up a seat for him.
Just because he is the first heir to the castle, and the current owner of the castle, Rohan Nott, is his half-brother.
King Kong Babinola no longer cared about Gavin, because the goblins were already close at hand, holding the huge battle ax tightly, and put into a posture to welcome the impact, and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, everyone, they are just a group of people. Foolish goblins, just keep stabbing as we usually do in training."
Amidst the chaotic shouting, those green-skinned little men poured in through the open city gate. .
When the numbers are not dominant, goblins are notoriously timid and will turn around and run away if they are even slightly frightened.
But when they have an absolute advantage in numbers, they are notoriously vicious. Even if they face enemies several times taller than themselves, they will not hesitate to pounce on them.
The latter situation is currently the case.
Behind the castle gate, there were only a dozen militiamen standing, and they were a dark mass, filling the entire city gate.
"Fire arrows."
Thirty to forty Nott militiamen stood up from the top of the city and sent down waves of arrows.
The goblins who were crowding outside the city gate became living targets, and more than a dozen of them fell immediately.
The goblins behind them ignored them and stepped on the fallen goblins, continuing to surge forward. Even if they were not dead, they probably wouldn't survive under the crazy trampling of a group of big feet.
"Raise your shield and thrust your spear."
With the order, the Nott militiamen at the city gate responded, including Gavin.
He is neither a legendary warrior nor a world fighting champion now. He is just a member of Nott's militia, and he can just do his job well.
"Put the spear back and stab again."
The Nott militiamen holding their shields could not see the target of their attack at all. They only had to follow the order, retract their spears back and forth, and thrust them out again.
Compared with ordinary Nott militiamen, Gavin had an extra twisting action before sheathing his spear.
Although it is just an inconspicuous little move, there is a lot of knowledge in it.
It can not only cause tearing damage to the target, but also retract the spear more easily.
The goblins who poured into the city gate were forced to rush towards Nora in the middle.
There are at least two empty spaces on both sides of this King Kong Barbie, which looks like a small door.
But when the goblins rushed closer, they realized that something was wrong.
This is the biggest murderer here. When her giant ax swings, even the Nott militiamen next to her are afraid.
Two or three bundles of those goblins are not enough to chop with one axe.
King Kong Barbie’s agility is beyond the imagination of those goblins.
A few of them tried to take the opportunity to get past her, but she kicked them one by one and kicked them back.
I bumped into my companions, and they all fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
The one who was treated as a football died on the spot.
Hundreds of goblins could not break through the defense line composed of more than a dozen Nott militiamen.
The militia archers on top of the city were racing against time to send out bows and arrows to cause more damage.
It is only a matter of time before this wave of goblins is eliminated here.
Woooooo! ! !
Along with the howling of wolves one after another.
Twenty or thirty wild wolves jumped out from the goblin troops. They kept their bodies low and blended in, using the goblins as arrow shields. They did not suddenly attack until they got close to the militia defense line. .
With his amazing jumping ability, he jumped directly over the heads of the militiamen and attacked them from behind.
Goblins are known as wolf tamers, a talent they are born with.
Various wolves will hunt in groups with them, and some will even become goblin mounts to form goblin wolf cavalry.
With the enemy behind them, the originally neat militia defense line suddenly became chaotic.
Some continued to attack the goblins, while others turned back to deal with the wolves.
The moment the wolf howled, Gavin stood up the spear in his hand.
It happened that a wild wolf chose to pass over his head.
The tragedy happened.
This wild wolf used its own jumping power to disembowel itself.
The smelly blood covered Gavin.
Gavin seemed unaware, threw away his spear, drew out his sword, and struck the ground near his ankle with a sword.
Before the sword could be completely lowered, a huge head stretched out, its mouth wide open, obviously trying to bite Gavin's ankle and drag him to the ground.
But its behavior has been predicted, so it can only follow in the footsteps of its brothers.
Half of his head was chopped off with a sword and he died on the spot.
Then he took a half-step diagonally and kicked out his right leg like lightning.
A wild wolf that had just bitten the ankle of a militiaman, before it could exert any force, let out a miserable howl and lay on the ground unable to move.
Gavin's kick just now was not a random kick, but aimed at the wolf's most vulnerable lumbar spine and broke it with one kick.
Due to the connection problem after the revision, I reposted the first three chapters
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