The Sword Saint of Arknights [MTL/Machine Translation]

Chapter 1 | I'm supposed to be fighting a boss, but I've time-traveled.

When Roy came to his senses, everything around him had undergone a tremendous change. The area he was in was no longer the cramped dormitory of less than 100 square meters; instead, it was a dark alley, seemingly filled with an ominous atmosphere.

In front of him was no longer the desktop computer that had accompanied him for years, always lagging no matter how many updates he installed. Instead, there were rows of wild dogs with glowing red eyes, looking famished.

"What's going on? Wasn't I fighting the boss?"

Roy muttered quietly as he looked at the scene before him.

He remembered that just a moment ago, he was engaged in intense battles with ridiculously difficult opponents. How did he end up here in the blink of an eye?

This left Roy puzzled, but looking at the drooling wild dogs in front of him, Roy understood one thing: that it was dangerous to stay here.

However, he wouldn't aimlessly run either. Roy knew very well that running around in front of these wild dogs would lead to death. At the very least, he needed a tool in his hand.

"If only I had a gun..."

As he sighed inwardly, Roy's gaze scanned the area.

Woof!

The sudden sound caught Roy's attention. It seemed like this was the leader of this group of dogs!

With the sound of the leader dog, the rest of the pack, as if receiving orders, instantly rushed over and surrounded Roy, who had already reached a dead end.

Perhaps they were already starving, but without the leader's command, they did not attack him yet.

"An opportunity!"

Without any hesitation, Roy picked up a nearby wooden stick. It was at this moment that the wild dogs attacked!

At that moment, Roy aimed at the leader dog and swung. At the same time, he understood that even if he killed this leader dog, it would be futile. After all, when his attack hit, those rabid dogs could still bite him.

However, he had yet to feel the sensation of his attack landing, and the sensation of pain had not yet arrived.

When Roy came to his senses, everything around him had frozen in place. The wild dogs still maintained their movements of leaping towards him, and Roy still held his attacking posture!

If he could move, Roy might have thought he had awakened a Stand called "The World," but even without awakening a Stand, it was okay.

At least this could be considered a turning point.

"Hostile intent detected, Origin Fragment awakening ...... reading occupation ......"

"Name: Roy"

"Gender: Male"

"Race: Human (native race)"

"Affiliation: Lungmen Guard Department"

"Position: Auxiliary Police Instructor, Fourth Brigade, Lungmen Guard Department"

"Level: 1"

"Combat Power: 8"

"Occupation: Swordsman"

"Mastered Skill: Slash"

"Holding Item: Crude Wooden Stick"

Upon seeing such a panel, Roy understood that a turning point had arrived. Discussions about identity and related information could wait until later. This system-like entity provided Roy with a chance for his next move.