Come to another world and become a lord

Carl was riding a brown military horse and walking slowly on the muddy dirt road in the forest. Behind him were Alia and Jim, as well as two Rickburg guards. After the night attack on the Great Khan's camp, he was already used to riding a horse. He no longer felt restrained and was very familiar with the control of the horse. On the other hand, Jim behind him was tense and looked nervous. He didn't even dare to breathe on the horse, just like his first time. At this time, they were heading towards Porter Village.

When we were about to reach the village, Jim behind us suddenly said:

"We're not far away. Can we dismount?"

Looking at his companion's embarrassed look, Carl could only shake his head. Of course, he also knew how tiring it was to ride a horse for the first time, especially since the journey was not short. He turned around and said to Alia with a smile:

"How about we dismount and walk into the village?"

Hearing Carl's words, Jim quickly dismounted as if he had been saved, and then stretched his body several times in place as if to relax.

Alia glanced at the embarrassed Jim, then smiled and shook her head, then got off the horse:

"Then I'll take people to find a suitable place to put the horses. There's no stable in the village anyway."

"Can I help you?" Carl asked.

Alia replied:

"Okay, you two go ahead. I know some people can't wait to go home."

"Well... actually I'm not so impatient." Carl replied. He was telling the truth. As a time traveler, he didn't feel at home in Porter Village. What's more, most of the memories left by this place were not good ones.

"I'm not talking about you~" Alia smiled, then glanced at Jim beside her.

Ah~ yes, Carl glanced at Jim who was already very excited. He almost forgot that Jim was a local who had lived in the village all his life. Even though his life was not so good, going home was always the best thing for most people.

"Then we'll go first!" Before Carl could speak, Jim spoke first and waved to Alia who was leading the horse.

The girl smiled and looked at Carl:

"Don't worry, I'll be there in a moment."

Carl sighed, nodded in agreement, and walked towards the village under Jim's guidance. Potter Village, this is where Carl has lived since he crossed over. Returning to the village also brought back some memories for him, such as his miserable life as an orphan in his early years, the unkindness of the village chief's family, etc. Some of the memories were what he had personally experienced in the past two years, and more were the memories of the original host of this body.

"We are finally back. Do you think this is a glorious return?" Jim shouted excitedly. "Lisa will be happy to see you now."

"Lisa?" Carl turned around curiously.

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't she your true love? You wouldn't forget it so quickly."

After Jim said this, Carl suddenly remembered that the images inherited from the host's memory appeared in front of him. A beautiful country girl, she was his childhood sweetheart, a girl named Lisa, and also the goddess that the former host had been thinking about day and night. However, that all belonged to the former host. For Carl now, this girl did not leave much impression on him. He had not even spoken a few words to her in the two years since he came to this world. Of course, this was not because of him. The two of them had been estranged a long time ago. Lisa became more and more beautiful, and gradually became the most beautiful girl in the village. With this change, the former host's inferiority complex began to play tricks. On the one hand, he admired the girl, and on the other hand, he felt that he was not worthy of her and began to avoid and alienate her. Over time, the former childhood sweetheart has become unfamiliar.

For Carl, who inherited all the host's memories, although such things are understandable, he also looks down on them to some extent.

"I remember when we were little, she insisted on being your future bride. You two even exchanged reed rings without telling me!" Jim continued, "Ah, it's really nostalgic to think about it now~"

When I was a kid? I remember that it did happen, but that was only when I was a kid... After all, people grow up, and some things change over time.

"Jim, actually Lisa and I haven't spoken for a long time..." He wanted to say that they hadn't spoken for a long time, but suddenly a clear and familiar voice interrupted him.

"Carl? And Jim?" Lisa's voice came from the front. The two stopped and looked up, only to see the girl in a white dress standing at the entrance of the village.

I have to say that the girl is quite pretty, but only when compared with the people in the village. She is even far behind Aisha, not to mention Alia and Noura.

"Wow, we meet each other unexpectedly. Is this fate?" Jim whispered behind him.

It was just a pure coincidence, Carl thought in his heart. It was the original host who liked Lisa, and he didn't have any special feelings for this girl.

He looked at Lisa calmly, while the girl looked at him in surprise, her eyes wide open:

"How did you guys survive?"

Hmm? How did you survive? Karl was a little confused by the other party's question. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he didn't want to be alive. Although they were estranged, there was no hatred between them. If you insist, they had a good relationship when they were young.

"Ah!" Jim didn't seem to notice anything wrong and just nodded excitedly, "The northern nomads have retreated!"

"Really..." Lisa replied, with no trace of joy on her face.

And Jim added:

“This is all thanks to Ka…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another voice:

"Isn't this Carl? It's amazing that he came back alive."

A slightly sharp male voice. Carl looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall and thin man with his hands on his waist, walking slowly. He knew that man, the son of the village chief - Dickens. In his memory, this guy was not a good person. When he was young, he bullied the children around him, including Lisa, because his father was the village chief. He always came up with different ways to tease Lisa, such as stuffing insects into the girl's clothes or tying her long hair to a branch, which made Lisa cry every time. And every time at this time, Carl and Jim would rush over and wrestle with Dickens without hesitation.

Of course, as the son of the village chief, he is naturally surrounded by no shortage of followers. The numbers of both sides in each battle are unequal, and the final result is often that Carl and Jim are beaten black and blue, but they eventually rescued Lisa. The three of them lay on the grass, the girl wiped their wounds with concern, while he and Jim laughed there.

There is a hint of childish bravery and heroism in such memories, but as he grew older, when Carl gradually realized the gap in status between the two sides, he lost this courage. Even when he was bullied by Dickens, he no longer resisted and gradually became a coward. In the end, he didn't even have the courage to look the other side in the eye.

Carl now couldn’t understand why it turned out like this. Perhaps this was the so-called reality.

"Dickens? What are you doing here?" Jim shouted somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"You are such an uneducated serf if you call me Master Dickens." Dickens spat at Jim with contempt, and then said impatiently, "I just came to see how my fiancée is doing."

"Fiancée?" Jim looked puzzled.

But Dickens strode over and suddenly hugged Lisa into his arms. Lisa was shocked by this move at first, but she just hesitated for a few times but did not refuse.

Carl watched all this calmly, but Jim on the side shouted in dissatisfaction:

"Lisa, this...let him go!"

"It's not your turn to speak here." Dickens roared impatiently.

Lisa looked up at Karl with a little guilt:

"Karl, um, Dickens and I are getting married soon."