Li Chun is a mediocre youth in the 21st century. He has a mediocre appearance, a mediocre height, is mediocre when studying, and is also mediocre when working.

He is really a very mediocre person.

The last memory was of a tragic car accident. He saw a Chevrolet lose control and crash into him. He flew up into the air and heard the sound of broken ribs.

That felt truly terrifying.

But now he seemed to be fine. Li Chun was at a loss for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and touched his heart. The heartbeat seemed a little weak, but he was still alive.

What's going on?

Doubts arose in his mind. Li Chun calmed down and began to look around. His expression became even more confused.

Because the surrounding environment was extremely strange, this was a room of neither big nor small, the layout of the room was very simple, with a bed, he was lying on the bed, covered with a red quilt, the material seemed to be silk, very smooth and light, and it seemed to be filled with down.

There are bedside tables on both sides of the bed, with two oil lamps on each, and an old book on the left bedside table.

In addition, there is a wardrobe in the room, next to which is a table with a mirror on it.

On the right was a window, with black curtains drawn on both sides. Sunlight shone through the glass. Li Chun's heart was shaken, and after a moment's hesitation, he lifted the quilt, stood up, put on the slippers beside the bed, opened the window, and looked outside.

"How is this possible!!!" As far as the eye could see, Li Chun saw many wooden houses, large tracts of farmland, and endless forests.

Near the house, there were many people working on the fields.

The visuals felt just like the games with a European medieval background that I had played before.

At the same time, Li Chun felt dizzy and a huge amount of memories came flooding in.

Not long after, Li Chun sat in front of the table and looked at the face appearing in the mirror. It was the face of an unfamiliar young man. The pale complexion looked a little unhealthy, but it was definitely a handsome face.

Has blue eyes and short blond hair.

"Have I traveled through time?" Li Chun touched his cheek, his face full of shock.

There is no doubt that Li Chun caught up with the army of time travelers and became a glorious member of it. Not only did his soul travel through time, but he also received his memories.

This is a kingdom called Prussia, which should be very large. Just like in medieval Europe, this country is ruled by a king, and around the king there is a group of privileged people called the nobility.

After that came the common people and serfs.

After the shock, Li Chun was very happy. As a mediocre person in his previous life, his greatest desire was to become extraordinary. Mediocre life was not exciting enough and too boring.

Every day, every day, every day, it’s almost the same life.

The most important thing is that Li Chun's identity in this life is not ordinary. He is in a knight territory, and the lord is his father Sol Pompeii.

He is the eldest son of the Pompey family, fifteen-year-old Luther Pompey.

This is a very good starting point, much better than Li Chun’s previous life.

More importantly, the lords and nobles, this world seems to be a world like Europe in the Middle Ages, but in fact it is very different, because this world possesses extraordinary powers.

This is a fantasy world.

For example, the lord of Pompeii, Sol Pompeii, is a lord knight who has mastered the power of knights.

"It's so exciting." Li Chun, no, it was Luther who quickly put himself into Pompey's shoes. He clenched his right fist, waved it happily, and cheered.

Happy and excited.

"Knock knock knock." At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by a girl's voice.

The voice is nice, with a little bit of complaint and a little bit of worry.

After receiving the memory, Luther knew that it was the voice of his personal maid, Maya, the daughter of a blacksmith, who was very lively and a little bit aggressive.

Although she was a maid and took great care of him, she was definitely not submissive.

Luther was surprised when he heard this. Sol Pompey was a strict and rigid guy, especially towards his own son. He believed that as the son of a knight, punctuality and self-discipline were basic principles.

If you are late for breakfast, you might be scolded.

"That's terrible. Maya, did you get me some water?" Luther asked.

"Of course, I am your personal maid." The door was opened, and little Maya came in carrying a wooden bucket full of water.

She is petite, with long golden hair and blue eyes. Her face is not outstanding, but it is above average and a little cute.

Years of hard work have given her a very healthy body, and her wheat-colored skin has a healthy glow.

She was wearing a maid's outfit and black round-toed leather shoes.

"Little Maya, you are so kind." Luther kissed little Maya's left cheek according to his memory, then happily picked up the small wooden bucket and planned to wash himself.

"I just got up and haven't rinsed my mouth yet. Don't come near me." Little Maya frowned, looking disgusted.

"Hehe." Luther chuckled, then he quickly washed up, walked out of the room with little Maya, and went to the restaurant for dinner.

This is the hereditary castle of the Pompeii family, a fortress with a certain degree of defense. It is solid, but not beautiful. Of course, according to the financial resources of the Pompeii family, it is impossible to build a luxurious castle.

Luther's room was on the second floor, and the restaurant was on the first floor. Luther and little Maya went down the stairs and came to the restaurant.

The restaurant is large and the decoration is simple.

There is only a candle chandelier on the top and a rectangular dining table below, which echoes the overall style of the castle.

There were many people in the restaurant at the moment, including the old butler Ferran, two maids, and of course the lord of Pompeii, Sol Pompeii.

and his young wife, Madame Sophie.

There is also his half brother Will Pompey, nine, and his half sister Mary Pompey, six.

These are the only nobles in Pompeii’s territory, the Pompeii family.

That’s right, this Mrs. Sophie is Luther’s stepmother, and the relationships within the family are a bit complicated.

Luther looked at his father, Sol Pompey, a man in his forties with a broad forehead, sharp blue eyes, an aquiline nose, a strong physique, and short blond hair, looking like a majestic lion.

And Thor does have such a nickname, called Golden Lion Thor.

A knight who fights very bravely.

At this moment, the golden lion was looking at Luther with sharp and displeased eyes.

"Dad, I was so tired yesterday that I overslept." Luther smiled apologetically and walked to the empty seat at the dining table. Little Maya helped Luther take out a chair so that the young master could sit down smoothly.

"Luther, I told you. If you want to be a strong knight, you must be strict with yourself. You can't even be on time for breakfast, let alone ride on a warhorse to fight. This won't do."

Old Pompey spoke to Luther with a stern look and a reprimanding tone.

(End of this chapter)