Avoner Continent.
In Starr Wilderness, Erizella City.
The weather in the south is hot, today's Erizella City is still sunny and prosperous.
In the Holy Cross Monastery in the city, for a certain teenager lying in bed, his fate had changed at this moment.
"Wake up, wake up."
Who is calling me?
The voice seemed a little distant, clearly audible but ungraspable.
It's like drowning in a dream, you know you're dreaming, but you can't wake up.
"Whew!"
With a long breath, Limon broke free from the plight of consciousness and opened his confused eyes. The smoothness of his breathing caused the anxious inner struggle to only slowly calm down.
"Where is this?"
Looking around, Limon realized that he had arrived in a strange place. The room was a little dimmer now, the only source of light came from a single candle on the wall lamp, and at this moment, he was lying on a bed that was half waist high.
"You are finally awake, honorable magician."
Magician?
With a slight sideways glance, Limon turned his gaze to the owner of the voice. He was dressed in grey robes, a monk's outfit, and his plain face was looking at him.
What's going on?
Confusing memories flashed through Limon's mind one by one, finally settling on a dirty and stinking alley. Yeah, he was dead. Limon still remembered the pain of the bullet drilling into his head, no one could survive in that situation.
But he was not dead, alive and well.
The cultivator in front of him, the dilapidated walls, the burning candles, all of this gave Limon a very strange feeling.
With a slight frown on his brow, Limon showed a pained look on his face and said in a low voice, "Where is this? How could I be here?"
"This is the golden city of Starr Wasteland, 'Erizella', Holy Cross Monastery. You collapsed by the side of the road, you were badly injured, and Lord Dray of the Silver Guard's Close Guard brought you back."
The Starr Wastes?
Holy Cross Abbey?
From the young monk's words, Limon got some information. Although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed that he was no longer in the world he remembered.
Slightly moving, Limon sat up with his bed propped up, the stiffness of his body made Limon's movements look slightly difficult.
The young cultivator hurriedly said, "Honourable Magician Lord, you need to rest."
"it's okay."
Although his chest was a little stuffy, on his body Limon felt no pain, only a sense of powerlessness.
At this time, sitting on the bed, Limon noticed the attire on his body. He was wearing a dark coloured robe, which was dirty, and there were a few hideous mouths on his chest.
The rips made Limon touch his chest with great concern, however, Limon did not feel any pain.
At this moment, the young monk spoke, "Although I am only a priest apprentice, I am also blessed by the Goddess of Light, Frenya, and I thank the Goddess of Light for blessing me and allowing me to heal your injuries."
Goddess of Light?
Priest's apprentice?
As if it had triggered something, a panel suddenly appeared in Limon's eyes. It just hovered in the air, blue in colour, with some information on it.
[Limon Darwin
Profession: Demon Warlock
Level: 1
Strength: 23
Agility: 19
Endurance: 21
Intelligence: 42
Spirit: 41
Unallocated Points: 0
Experience: 0/100
Skills: Dark Energy Mastery, Dark Energy Blast
Magic Value: 300/300]
What is this?
Staring blankly at the panel floating in the air, Limon had no idea what was happening. He couldn't seem to see it?
The panel was right in front of Limon's eyes, and right in front of the cultivator's eyes, but the cultivator's reaction seemed to be unable to see the panel.
And some blue information appeared above the cultivator's head.
[Name: unknown
Occupation: Priest Apprentice
Level: 3
Strength: 9
Agility: 8
Endurance: 11
Intelligence: 14
Spirit: 11]
Game?
The data-driven information gave Limon a very strange feeling. There was some doubt about his existence.
Could it be that he was in some kind of game?
Thinking so Limon opened his mouth and bit hard on the back of his hand.
"Ouch..."
Before he even used his strength, Limon felt a sense of pain.
This wasn't a game or a dream, it was the real world that existed.
"Lord Magician? Are you... you alright?"
Looking at Limon with a weird gaze, the young cultivator cautiously inquired. The cultivator was unable to understand this self-inflicted behaviour of Limon.
"Whew!"
Taking a deep breath, Limon shook his head and said, "It's fine."
Although his behaviour was a bit strange, Limon had also obtained some very useful information.
One thing was certain, and that was that he was no longer in the world of the past. Although this was hard to believe, Limon's heart was light.
Probably because his heart was unattached, in that world, Limon didn't have anyone worth thinking about, no matter which world he was in, as long as he was able to live, it was already enough.
With the existing intelligence, it seemed that magic existed in this world. In that case, then this world could be much more interesting than the previous worlds.
"What is your name?"
With his expression restored to its natural state, Limon inquired to the young monk.
"Rein, Rein. Duvel."
When the young friar said his name, Limon noticed that the information at the top of the young friar's head was also updated. The original unknown name changed to 'Rein. Duvel'.
Can the panel disappear?
Looking at the panel that was blocking his view, Limon muttered in his heart. It was really annoying to have the panel on top of you all the time.
Just as Limon was muttering in his mind about the troubles caused by the panel, the panel magically disappeared.
This caused Limon to faintly stare, and then pondered.
In order to confirm what he thought in his heart, Limon moved his mind and concentrated on the thought of the panel appearing.
As expected, the panel reappeared under Limon's call.
Disappear, appear, disappear, appear...
After repeating this a few times, Limon became familiar with how to make the panel disappear as well as appear.
Limon didn't forget about the presence of Rein beside him.
Dragging his stiff body, Limon got off the bed and thanked Rein, "Thank you for your help, this favour, I won't forget."
Seeing Limon being so polite, Rein quickly waved his hand and said, "Where, where, this is what I should do, this is also my duty as a cultivator, I'm very happy to be able to help Lord Magician."
This cry after cry of Lord Wizard made Limon remember that he hadn't introduced himself yet.
"My name is Limon, Limon Darwin."
Seeing Limon introduce himself, Rein smiled slightly and said politely, "Nice to meet you, Lord Limon."
Looking at the slightly worn room door, Limon showed a difficult look and said to Rein, "Rein, my memory is a little fuzzy right now, I only know my name and other things..."
Memory loss?
Unexpectedly glancing at Limon, Rein pulled out a long yellowed scroll of literature from his bosom.
"This was dropped from Lord Limon's body, Lord Delai of the Silver Guard's close guards asked me to hand it over to you when His Excellency wakes up, and it should contain something that Lord Limon needs."
From Ryan's hand, Limon received the text scroll.
Looking at the text scroll in his hand, Limon showed a look of anticipation.
If this was his own thing, it might contain information about Limon Darwin's identity.
Was this his own body?
Undoubtedly not, although the same black hair, the scars on his face were gone.
In other words, Limon Darwin was a different person. Darwin was another person, and Limon had taken over Limon Darwin's body.
Only this explanation made the most sense.
With anticipation, Limon opened the scroll.
As soon as he opened it, he saw some dense fonts on the scroll, although these fonts were unfamiliar, Limon could read them.
After reading for a while, Limon finally figured out the content of the scroll.
This was a power of attorney, issued by the Lord of Meroka City, Grand Duke Kaios, and there was no information about Limon Darwin on it.
In other words, whether this power of attorney belonged to Limon Darwin or not was still unknown.
However, since De Lay of the Silver Guard Corps had handed it over to him, Limon naturally wouldn't deny it.
Ryan said, "You can go to the Adventurer's Guild, the Starr Wasteland isn't calm right now and is in need of adventurers."
"Adventurers?"
Limon's face was puzzled, what was this.
Noticing the doubt on Limon's face, Ryan smiled helplessly and said, "Healing spells can cause some after-effects, it seems that Lord Limon's injuries are heavier than I imagined, and he consumed too much life force, causing his memory to be blurred, it's my fault, just let me introduce Lord Limon to the city, Lord Limon is an adventurer, so I believe that he will be able to adapt soon."
"Lord Limon! Please follow me."
With that, Ryan turned around and walked out.
Seeing this, Limon could only drag his stiff body behind Ryan.
The current him did need information about this world, and if Ryan could introduce him to this city, Limon would be very happy to see it.
Leaving the room, outside was a long corridor.
On both sides of the corridor were some rooms similar to the one Limon was in, this should be a meditation area where monks rested.
In the corridor Limon saw quite a few monks dressed the same way as Ryan, they walked in silence in the corridor, looking very quiet.
While walking, Ryan said to Limon behind him, "Although I am a monk, I equally revere adventurers, since I was a child my greatest wish was to venture around the world, destroy the horrible demons and guard humanity, but nay, my talent is limited, and I am still a monk now,Lord Limon should be an outsider."