I was born in a family that is not rich. However, I don't bother or complain about it. Because my parents always try to provide me with everything they can. So, I am very grateful to my parents.

My current major is civil engineering.

Usually during the day, I will learn as much as possible in the classroom of the university. In the evening, I will go to the construction site to work part-time. The reason why I work part-time is because I hope to reduce the burden on my parents through my own efforts, and because I hope to apply the knowledge I have learned to practical work. This kind of experience will become my advantage in finding a job after graduation.

As usual, I finished my course, went to a part-time construction site, and finished my job. Dragging his tired body, he returned to the dilapidated apartment he rented.

I quickly changed into my pajamas and lay down on the bed. Before going to bed, I like to turn on my mobile phone and read a novel for a while. The novel I'm reading recently is called "The Heroic Knight".

The content of this novel tells the story of a female knight named Alicia, who experienced a series of adventures and finally became a famous sword master.

Alicia is a genius, and she has a kind, strong, and brave character. This is why I like to read this novel, because I also hope that I am a genius, can be admitted to Harvard University, and can get a high scholarship at the same time, so that I can let my parents not work so hard. And, soon to be able to make money, let them enjoy life.

However, the novel is coming to an end soon. This makes me feel a little pity.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep in bed. After a while, I felt something ringing in my ear:

The voice that rang in my ears was emotionless, like a voice customer service talking. However, since I was still asleep, I thought the sound might be an alarm clock going off.

After all, after work every night, my tired body and mind always have a hard time consciously waking up at the right time. So, I had to set several alarms to keep from missing my morning classes.

I closed my eyes, reluctantly reached out with my left hand, and explored a vibrating object on the left side of my bed—my alarm clock.

However, my left hand has swept across my left side several times without touching anything, which made me wonder:

"Where's my alarm clock? It won't fall on the floor, will it?"

Because I was worried that the alarm clock would fall on the ground and break it, I quickly fell out of sleep. When I opened my eyes, I found that everything around me was so strange.

"wtf? Could it be that I went to someone else's room and fell asleep? How is this possible?"

The strange environment caused panic in my heart, and this panic drove away the remaining drowsiness in my brain, leaving only enough sobriety.

I immediately sat up from the bed, and then carefully observed the surrounding environment:

Directly in front of me was a very medieval fireplace with blackened charcoal and a burning flame. Besides, the room I'm in now has all the furniture in it made of wood.

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But that's all right. Because, the most strange thing is that there is a virtual panel with a certain degree of transparency floating in front of me. The following information is displayed in English:

I subconsciously stretched out my finger, wanting to touch the virtual panel in front of me. However, the system seems to have intelligence, and it disappeared in front of me before I touched it.

"Hello, Master Aaron, are you awake?"

A strange voice came from outside the door. This voice sounds cold, making it easy to think that the owner of the voice is a decisive and indifferent type.

"Master Aaron, are you referring to me? My name is Jack, so I won't really run into someone else's room, right?"

The unfamiliar environment and the indifferent voice made me hesitate at first. If the voice sounds softer or cheerful, maybe I'll respond right away.

Because of a gentle or cheerful voice, it will make people think that the owner of the voice is a good communicator. That way, if I explain my situation to this person, chances are he will understand me and help me figure out where I am.

However, if he is an indifferent person, he may think that Master Aaron's disappearance is related to me, and then treat me as a prisoner, interrogate me, and even abuse me.

However, the people outside the door didn't seem to have much patience. Because, again, he urged me:

"Master Aaron, it's time to get up, don't make Madam wait too long."

When I was about to get up from the bed, and then I was about to tiptoe out of the room through the window. The door of the room was opened suddenly, and a beautiful girl with three-dimensional features broke into the room, wearing a light silver-white knight armor.

She looked at my antics - funny because I looked like a thief who had just finished stealing something and was about to leave but was discovered by the owner - then frowned and said indifferently:

"What are you doing, Master Aaron?"

I have to admit, my attention is now on this girl's face:

With long golden hair and three-dimensional facial features, she looks like a female boss in the workplace. At the same time, her indifferent expression seemed to tell others - don't approach me.

However, it is this kind of strong temperament that makes a man want to conquer her and see her shy expression.

However, this blonde beauty gave me a strong sense of familiarity... She is very similar to Alicia, the protagonist in the novel "Hero Knight".

"Alicia..."

As I speak, I have the urge to throw up. In order not to make the scene embarrassing, I quickly covered my mouth until the feeling of vomiting disappeared. However, I found that I also had some pain in the head.

Seeing that I had the urge to vomit, Alicia took a step back with a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye:

"Master Aaron, congratulations that you finally remembered my name correctly."

Although Alicia said thank you, her expression was still indifferent. She stood there, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which made me feel a little oppressed.

"So, why are you here?"

I subconsciously expressed my doubts. A character from a novel appeared in front of me and made me wonder about my current situation and situation.

"Because the Patriarch asked me to be your bodyguard?"

"Patriarch? Guard?"

"Yes."

"why is that?"

"To avoid what happened last night?"

Alicia's answer made me feel even more confused. Last night, I went back to the apartment to sleep after working part-time as usual.

Did something happen after I fell asleep? With such doubts, I continued to ask Alicia:

"What happened last night?"

"You're in a tavern, so drunk you can't even walk normally."

Impossible, I retorted in my heart, I obviously went back to the apartment, how could I go to some tavern.

But Alicia didn't hear me. So, she went on to state my sin:

"Then you wreak havoc in the bar, destroying three tables, five chairs, nineteen plates and six candlesticks. Also, you destroy the proprietor's beloved buffalo horn ornament."

"..."

I really feel wronged, after all, I didn't drink alcohol myself.

However, my head is hurting right now, and I know this pain is the unique pain after drunkenness. So, my body is literally in a hangover state right now.

I now understand my situation - my soul has entered the body of the characters in the novel, that is to say, I have traveled to another world.

I pressed my head with my hand, and felt that human beings are really adaptable. Because, I quickly adapted to this situation - even if it is ridiculous.

"Okay, get me some water."

Taking the wooden cup handed over by Alicia, I drank the clear water in it. This effectively eased the discomfort in my stomach.

I took a closer look at the environment of the room, the neatly arranged furniture, the fireplace full of classical beauty, and the spacious space.

All of this is in sharp contrast to the dilapidated apartment room I rented.

One oddity, though, is that the furniture in the room is covered with red paper:

The classic-style cabinet next to the bed, the bookshelf stacked neatly, the desk next to it, and the big wooden bed I am sitting on now. These pieces of furniture are all pasted with red paper.

"These red papers, are they?"

My originally peaceful mood suddenly became restless.

"Yes, these are the proofs of the mortgage, and they were posted a week ago. You will not forget even this, Master Aaron?"

"..."

Alicia's words shattered my luck. In the early stage of the novel “The Heroic Knight", Baron Albert, the current family of the Alex family, owed a large amount of debt because of being deceived by a businessman.

Even, the merchant teamed up with the lender to let Baron Albert borrow usury. The accumulating interest made Baron Albert finally bankrupt, and all the territory and manor were mortgaged and confiscated.

Baron Albert and his wife Alice Alex eventually committed suicide due to the stress.

Their eldest son, Aaron Alex, also became a beggar and eventually froze to death in a fetid alley in a cold winter.

Alicia, on the other hand, began her epic and legendary adventure.

"So, I became a young bastard who is about to become a beggar soon?"

This discovery made me, who was expecting a noble life, start to feel melancholy.

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