Chapter 1 (1/2)

”If you want to occupy my shop today, step on my giant sword first!”

”Hey, Debbie, why do you bother? Your father died of a serious illness. You lent me a lot of money to take care of his affairs. According to the contract, if you can't pay the debt, you'll give me Anthony's magic cabin. We're a black and white contract. Do you want to go back?”

”Buska, you know in your heart that I could have paid back the money, but these days you illegally drove away my guests, affected the business here, and made me unable to raise enough money. Who doesn't know that you have been greedy for Anthony's magic cabin for a long time!”

”Hey, hey, whatever you say, the contract is here anyway. Even if you don't want to let the magic house out, there's no way. Debbie, little sister, I advise you not to do stupid things.”

……

As soon as he regained consciousness, ye Chui suddenly heard this conversation.

What's all this and what? Is there anyone watching movies around him? It's still the trick of shameless bullies bullying poor little sister. Is there any public morality!

He opened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he couldn't help crying out in pain and fell down again. He only felt a burst of pain and unspeakable discomfort.

But what makes Ye Chui more surprised is... What's this place?

He found himself lying in a small room surrounded by all kinds of strange objects. The style was full of some... Magic, and in the middle of this small room like a grocery store, there were two groups of people facing each other.

There are three people on one side. The leader is a fat man with a tall nose, red curly hair, a funny goatee on his chin and a golden robe. This person should be buska in the conversation just now.

The other two people on his side, both tall and strong men, looked ferocious, holding long swords in their hands and coming over with a bad smile.

Debbie, who is confronting these three people, is just a little girl who looks no more than 15 or 16 years old. She has short black and spiritual hair and looks very thin and slim. But what makes Ye Chui feel incredible is that she is holding a huge sword that is not even smaller than her body. The sword looks at least hundreds of kilograms, But the little girl's small arm can be directly swung up and hung in the air before her eyes

Who knows how disharmonious the picture is.

”I'll go! What's going on here? Where am I? Who are these people? They... Look like Westerners? And their clothes don't look like modern people...” Ye Chui just felt stunned. ”I remember I was in my rented house. Why did I get here? Could it be... I was dead at that time. This was a crossing?”