You're alive!

It was a dark morning and he woke up on a tree beside the road right on its top. He slept on the top of the tree branch to have ample protection from animals and monsters alike. Thinking that he will at least not get killed while sleeping.

He was covered with his robes and was sneezing after a cold foggy night.

He climbed down the tree and then paved the rest of the road. It was utterly silent and the wind stopped its breeze. Only to hear the chirping sounds of the birds after they woke up at last. The forest beside the road became lively after their morning calls.

The maple trees then fell their leaves beside the road and it was all covered with red to orange colors. Majestically designing the road with its beautiful art and picturesque ambiance.

Steps crumpled the leaves as well as making it sound. Making his travel lightly lively and not too boring with every step.

After walking for several minutes, he thought of seeing his Character sheet. Making him want to learn how strong he was now. Making him see its inscriptions inside.

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[Character sheet]

Name: Roan Bloodsworn

Level: 2

[Main Stats]

Strength: 14

Dexterity: 22

Endurance: 18

Focus: 16

[Vital Stats]

Health points: 150

Mana points: 110

Stamina points: 110

[Regeneration Stats]

Health regeneration: +2 per second

Mana Regeneration: +2 per second

Stamina Regeneration: +2 per second

....

He watched it all and he was surprised to see how strong he did get. Looking at his Health, was by far the greatest ally in his life in the past. Making him glad to see it has that ample amount.

Also, his Dexterity was by far his strongest and has the largest numbers as he was parkouring on the top of the houses in the past. Making it become the most improved out of all his main stats.

All have 100 points for Health, Mana, and, Stamina as basic things since birth. Also a +1 per second to all regeneration Vital stats in birth as a norm. Making it improved by breaking crystals as you wanted to get stronger.

He was paving the way and put to a halt after he saw a signpost; his hands on his waist.

"Necromancer Citadel–7 miles away."

'Well, another 7 miles. To think that it was so far. I can only hunt food for now as I didn't bring rations with me. Or I will die from hunger if I don't find food sooner or later.'

He then hunted for food and it was an endeavor and he needs to have patience. He first traveled north as he saw tracks of a deer. Paving the leaves-covered terrains, he, at last, found a buck drinking by the river. Silent and sneaky, he drew his knife as he didn't have a ranged weapon up currently.

Throwing it towards it with great velocity and precision for several yards, the knife pierced the neck on its side. Making it run for a second then slammed its body on the leaves.

Roan then was happy with his game, he finally have food. Putting up a campfire was easy as there were many dried leaves and firewood scattered all around. He used the flint he has then started its sparks. Burning the leaves and then the sticks first.

He undressed the buck first then grilled it. Salt was not available and so he just eat it as it was.

The taste was not so bad but also not so good. It was tougher than beef and it has a special flavor that was musky and very slightly sour or sharp. Making him eat it for food and energy sources but not as a delicacy. Well, if there was some special preparation to cook it then it will be delightful to eat.

After eating, he prepared and butchered the rest then put it in the bag. Hoping he will still have some spare in case of hunger strikes again.

He went to go back on the road and was walking for several minutes, just when he saw a robed man with a staff in his right hand. He was aged and white in his hair but didn't have a beard or a goatee. It seemed that he has formal attire inside his robes that was resembling a butler's.

"A mage?" Roan uttered.

He then cast a spell without him notifying it at all!

[Reveal seal]

It was then, that Roan was shown a crest on the back of his palm and his forehead where his eyes glowed in great radiance.

"You are who I'm finding! You are the young master of the Bloodsworn household! I can feel your presence and that you are alive even in the forest. Paul Bloodsworn's Son! you are the Last lineage alive!" he shouted.

"Redmund? Is that really you? You are alive!" Roan was impressed by his butler. To think that he survived the ogre attack in the past.

"Your father died was killed in an ambush by the dark fellowship. Your mother was then protected and let you escape to the village. I am sorry that I can't be of much help,"

"Oh okay, you see I am quite curious about your stories. Can we talk along the way?" Roan said to him.

"Okay, as you wish your majesty. All nobles and royalty were hunted one by one by the dark fellowship until you are the only one who survived. Your identity is a secret so the bloodline will remain. no civil unrest till now luckily. The capital was destroyed and no place is safe. Your Realm was infested by ogres now so we must reclaim it,"

"The Bloodsworn village?" Roan replied.

"Yes!" Redmund said loudly.

"I was hopeless in these past weeks but then I felt your presence after many years of searching the village of you! Alas! I found you now! I can't help but be in tears!"

"I will escort you to the village where your Fief is. But the castle is still overrun with ogres so we might camp first!" Redmund said while having discontent in his voice.

Thinking about it, his memories of being a Lord was remembered. Having lived as a lord made him the experience that he needed up to the task. He also was a lord in the past life in the game and so he was experienced in it.

The thing was, he was a Lord in the past and made a prosperous land. Managing the realm was his forte and having many run through already, he managed to develop the land and its people by training them and passing his knowledge to his people.

He was also a god-rank player that managed his own world in the past.

"Well, you see, I am in a hurry to deliver a letter to the Necromancer Citadel. I will request aid from the Necromancers to help in these dire times. Dark fellowship cult is getting stronger and was spreading havoc in these lands. I must go finish Kevin's task,"

"Well, we can visit the village along the way. The Bloodsworn village is located in the middle of the continent and has all the routes toward all the key places in this land. It is a strategic place for refuge as it was in the center," he said.

"Okay that's better, I will have to use the nearest routes then. Do you have spices and salt? I have venison meat with me," Roan winked.

Redmund can only chuckle at his question. To have a noble that was not spoiled rotten was a good thing. He also thought that being in the village made him what he was today. He was looking forward to knowing him more. He will train him with all he got, he promised that deep inside his heart.

The two chatted while on the way and that they would travel to the realm along the path. It excites him to know that he will once again have land to manage.

What would be his fate there? He still didn't know. All he felt was, excitement and his hands were itching. He missed managing land as a Landlord and he couldn't wait.

He also remembered that he was a noble and from now on, it will be different. It was then, he saw the villagers and they were in a caravan. Few surviving guards were also present.

There were a total of 74 villagers with 25 families and a few surviving guards. Primarily the guard captain and his 3 footmen. It was then, they approached him and called forth his name.

"Lord Roan! I am glad you are alive! The village has perished and the rest of the survivors needed to accompany you. We will serve you as our Lord. Please help us," he immediately knelt, and then the other villagers also followed forth.

"Please Lord Roan!" they shouted.

Roan then smiled, "Okay!"