Milf Harem In Another World

Chapter -1.

The screams of many people swinging swords, the fruits of their sweat and hard work, echoed across the wide field. On the other side, a wounded Young man lying half dead in a corner suddenly opened his eyes.

"Here? Where am I? Am I not dead?" the Young man asked, opening his eyes and looking around. He had been hit by a car while trying to save a girl just a few minutes ago, and he didn't remember anything after that, but he remembered some things he had heard in the darkness.

"What did that voice say? Yes, that voice said it would send me to another world. So was that voice talking about this world?" the Young man muttered as he tried to get up from the ground, but suddenly he began to feel a sharp pain all over his body.

"Ouch~ Why does my body hurt so much?" The Young man groaned in pain as he collapsed to the ground, and when he looked at his injured hand, he noticed a long wound like a sword wound. 

The wound seemed to be a few days old.

"How did I get this scar? Did I get it while I was training here?" the Young man muttered, rubbing the wound. Other parts of his body were in pain too, but he couldn't take off his clothes in front of so many people to check. So he tried to stand up again, this time with his right hand, which seemed fine.

However, when he stood up, he was suddenly hit with a severe headache and sat back down on the ground with a thud, and the others who were practicing swordsmanship turned to look at him.

"So it's Lucian. Looks like Adam messed him up in a swordsmanship match pretty badly. Poor guy, he can barely walk."

"But he's also at fault, isn't he? Adam is a level 3 swordsman, so how could this rookie have the nerve to try to woo his woman?"

The people around Lucian start making fun of him after seeing his bad condition, and after hearing their reasons, it seems justified to some extent; but on the other hand, the memories that were coming back to Lucian’s mind were claiming something else.

Lucian sat there for a while, feeling the memories race through his mind. 

Without this memories, his life would probably be worse than it was now, since he wouldn't recognize anyone, and wouldn't even know if he had a home.

"So, my name is Lucian, and I'm a rookie swordsman." With the memories of his previous self, the feeling of being in a different body faded. 

Though it would take him some time to get used to this body, but these memories helped him understand what kind of world his predecessor lived in, and what he had to do to live according to his beliefs.

"Are you okay, Lucian?"

Lucian was lost in thought when he heard a soft voice and looked ahead. In front of him stood a man his age, holding out his hand.

Lucian stared at the man for a while. he had long black hair, deep black eyes, but looking at thi guy, Lucian was a little confused as to whether it was a man or a woman standing in front of him, but thanks to the memory of his predecessor that had came back to his mind and helped him a lot.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thanks for the help Callum." Lucian grabbed Callum's hand and got up from the ground, trying to ignore the pain that still lingered in his body.

“You should have rested for a day or two, did you forget what Adam did to you yesterday?” Callum asks looking at Lucian with worried eyes, and he was really worried about Lucian because he was the only one who treated him normally.

Listening to Callum, Lucian who had memorized everything about him from his predecessor's memories, looks at him, and then puts his hand on his shoulder for support and says, “You know it was not my fault, but since Adam is our superior, we cannot ignore his orders so easily, whether it is you, me or anyone else.”

“Is that true? So you were flirting with his wife, so what is that, a false rumor? You are really brave my crazy friend.” Callum asks smiling.

“Really? So you’re doubting me now? You don’t trust your friends that much?” Lucian asked, looking at Calum, but he knew his friend was just teasing him.

“Okay, okay, forgive me. I was just kidding.”

And with that, they laughed and joked as they left the practice field. “Where are we going anyway?” Lucian asked, seeing Callum leading him in a different direction from home.

“Nowhere, Just come with me and you’ll know when we'll get there.” Callum replied with a smile, but his answer gave the impression that he didn’t want to risk telling Lucian where he wanted to go.

And since Lucian couldn't find anything unusual about Calum in his memories of his predecessor, he just shook his head and continued walking, taking support from callum shoulders. Callum had been a friend for many years, so the chances of him taking him to the wrong place and getting involved in something strange were very low.

And after a few minutes of walking, they stopped in front of a small store, and Lucian realized where Calum had been trying to take him without a word. But he still didn't understand the need to hide where they were heading too. 

But that too he soon found out.

"Alright, we've reached the apothecary. I know very well that you haven't taken any medicine, thinking that the pain will go away on its own. That's why I brought you here," Callum said, holding one of Lucian's hands and pointing to the apothecary.

Callum had spent many years training and spending time with Lucian, so he knew his thrifty nature well, and when he saw Lucian suddenly lose consciousness today, then wake up a few minutes later, he was certain that Lucian hadn't simply gone to the apothecary to save money after the severe beating he'd received from Adam yesterday, under the guise of training.

But how could he, a good friend, allow something like this?

"I know you're short on money, but it's important that you get the basic treatment. Otherwise, do you think they'll let a sick soldier like you as a burden join the battalion and go on the official hunt in three days?" Callum says. He didn't want to talk so harshly to his friend, but he knows Lucien's stingy nature well, so he has no other choice.