Everything was completely dark and cold.I couldn't move, and it was getting colder by the second. That's right, I was just an office worker, working overtime to chase deadlines until I finally fell asleep. Oh no, at this rate, my boss is going to be furious, and my overtime pay will be canceled."Hey, wake up! Don't lie down in the middle of this mess, or we'll mistake you for the living dead," a voice called out firmly.Hearing those words, I opened my eyes to see a beautiful night sky full of sparkling stars and a pair of bright moons shining brightly.I sat up, gazing at the source of the voice. It was a person in iron armor, accompanied by several others dressed in brown leather, all standing around me with sharp eyes, holding wooden spears with pointed tips, staring at me as I lay on the ground."Sorry about that. I may look like a corpse, but I'm still alive, though it feels like I'm dead inside. Like a fire that's long been extinguished," I said calmly."That explains why the blessing of the Flameholder, which should have shone upon you in the middle of the night, dimmed as we approached. I almost thought we needed to cut off your head. But since you're here and can speak, you're required to come with us. We're on patrol and heading back to the city," said the armored man seriously."I don't intend to kill anyone or cause trouble here. What's going on that you're carrying those weapons?" I asked calmly.The man gave a surprised look, glancing at his left side, and smiled."So you've noticed this sacred sword. This is the Larviris Nuris, a holy sword passed down through my family. As you can see, I am a knight from the empire, sent here to deal with this situation. Your words just now will serve as a guarantee that we won't suspect you. But you've come a long way from the east—are you a messenger from the east?" he asked in a friendly tone.Oh no, how should I answer?"No, I'm just looking for a new opportunity to turn my life around here," I replied calmly."Is that so? In that case, you can start as soon as possible. We desperately need more hands. The slaves are severely injured, and we're exhausted. Maybe you can help lighten our load," he said in a very serious tone.He directed his gaze to the right, where an overturned wagon was now floating and being straightened, with its scattered contents all over the place."Don't worry, there will be payment for you, even if it's not much," said the knight, still serious."Just to clarify, is it only about loading those small crates into the wagon?" I asked calmly."Exactly, so are you willing to help?" the knight asked with a serious tone."But it will take quite some time," I responded calmly."We'll be leaving after sunrise. A blessing like yours, allowing movement in the dark, will finally be useful."