Latin felt wierd, it wasnt because he was sad, hurt, or just emotionaly drained. No he felt strange like he wasnt where he was before or was being watched. he expected to open his eyes to see his console menu logging him out or asking if he wanted to play a different game, hell maybe there would be an anouncement from the GM's or a sendoff letter.

he oppened his eyes, that wasnt what he saw.

when he looked around he seemed to be in the middle of a square. what he hated about it, and what he hated about most squares was that they werent effn square. But that wasnt important he looked around to see if he could pinpoin his location. The first thing he noticed was that the people around him were wearing strange clothes. Then he realised he himself was wearing strange clothes.

But not cloth like those these people were wearing he had his YGGDRASIL gear on. It didnt take him long to grasp the situation. Latin wasnt one of those crappy overly nice and clueless isekai anime protagonist, hed already considered, or at least hoped for, this scenario. He knew what was going on.

He looked around for at least one important person, that was usualy how these situation play out. He goes to another world, shows off a bit because everyone is weaker than he, and he gets an iresistable offer which he would of course refuse.

Sure enough he saw an old but powerfull old man wearing silken robes in a spot of the crowd no commoner had gone near, guarded be two people with their weapons drawn. the one nearest to the old man was tall and muscular with red hair and two tower sheilds. It seems he interupted a meeting of sorts.

The other was blonde with blue, white armor with yellow fur. He held a greatsword which didnt look very cool but had the potential to be dangerous.

Latin knew a battle might break out so he drew his scythe in as cool a manner as he could. before immediately falling to his side. The scythe was heavy. He tried to think of why and then realized he was level 0 and didnt have the classes needed to use it. It was because of the apple. He cursed himself, would he really die 5 minutes into his fantasy dreamworld because he decided to have a snack at the wrong time.

Before he could truly regret his decision he had two very dangerous women in front of him ready to fight his assailants. His NPCs he thought. He stood and then decided rather than kill these impudent fools he would gather information and form friendly connections, might benefit him more. Hed kill em when they were no longer usefull.

One of the enemies, the one with the two shields stepped forwardsand engaged in dialogue

"My name is cedran the 8th seat of the black scripture, speak your name intruder"

'Should i tell them my avatar name... nah i like my real name'. "My name is Latin Jotunheim this is shei and this is shai" he pointed to his two followers who looked more alive and real than hed ever seen them before. "what are their names he pointed to the blonde and the old man"

Cedran didnt answer "How did you get here and what is your objective?" he said in a tone that demanded an answer out of any normal person,

-latin- "Hell if i know" latin said shruging the question of"

Cedran was about to speak up again when he was interupted by a large explosion latin looked to where it happened. Out of the smoke a lvl60 fire demon emerged shooting out high level spells at civiliand. Did it not notice it was wasting its mana on mere worms.

The attention of the crowd was pulled imediately from latin to the demon as everyone excluding he, his npcs, and those whom he was speaking to ran for their lives. The ones who stayed immediately prepared for battle excluding Latin. while his armor was good enough to let him survive a few hits his attack was currently not good enough to deal any dammage at close range.

He ordered Shei and Shai to fight at lvl 50 strength them retreated a bit. Thanks to the numerous frost enchantments on his gear he was still able to cast 8th tier ice magic. He didnt know the limitations in this world so he decided to only use up to 5th tier. He drew back hoping the demon didnt notice him as he was going to launch attack spells from afar.

While he was rushing back he noticed two more people ariving at the scene one was dressed in a brown cloak that seemed to keep her face covered at all times. the other wore strange looking armor with a basic looking spear and dark brown hair. They seemed to be ready to fight but as they charged forward they stopped and looked confused.

Wondering why latin turned to where the battle had been and saw the corpse of the large demon with his npcs standing on top of it. 'yikes was 50 levels to much.' he thought looking at the destroyed ground around the battle field.

he returned to the girls and ordered them to come to him they obeyed when they got there they asked "hey master"-"why dont we"-"kill these fools"-"who would dare"-"assault you." They seemed to be in perfect sync thinking the same things and helping the other complete their sentences.

"we are guests in this land for now, we would not do well to kill important people for such little reasons" he turned to look at the others their parties were close now and it seemed they would be able to converse normally.

"I apologize for our rudeness earlier we thought you were enemies of this land" the old man spoke, Latin breathed a sigh of relief that they didnt hear what the girls just said.

He turned to tham and asked where they were to this the old man answered "you are in kami miyako of the slane theocracy"