Bradmond woke up with a mouthful of milk in his mouth, sitting in a grass field.
It made no sense.
Wasn't I just on Earth playing video games?
The sun above was beating down on him, and he seemed to be alone. Alone with just him and a glass of milk.
Then the memories hit him.
A scene back on earth of him choking on a piece of steak and choking to death.
All Bradmond could do was pound his fists into the dirt in rage. What a pitiful death it was!
But why am I still alive? Is this some sort of afterlife?
In the distance, he noticed a giant barn and a few more wooden houses that suited the medieval period.
It seemed to be some sort of farm; however, he spotted no animals or signs of any farmers.
Is this the afterlife? Have I been reincarnated—
As soon as the words left his mouth, Bradmond felt his mind being filled with information.
It felt just like what was described in the novels he had read on Earth.
An awakening, as well as the memories of the body that now belonged to him.
[Lance Mooelot]
[Race: Cow Hybrid]
[Rank: Copper]
>Progress: 13%
[Reputation:]
> Cow Kingdom: Insignificant
> Reindeer Tribes: Hated
[Physical Body: Low-Tier]
[Magical Body: Low-Tier]
[Titles:]
[Talents:]
> Milk Manipulation (SSS-Tier)
The ability to manipulate milk.
[Passive Attributes:]
> Milk Consumption Aura (SSS-Tier)
The ability to consume milk and turn it into power.
[Quests: None]
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It was true. Bradmond had reincarnated into the body of a man named Lance Mooelot, and the memories seemed to come next.
Lance belonged to a strange fantasy world called Hybridia. A place where all humans were some sort of animal hybrid.
Each hybrid possessed its kingdom, empire or faction. The Cow Kingdom... they seemed to be one of the weakest.
Living on the outskirts of the kingdom, Lance was a farmer.
Cows were peaceful creatures who often just lived off the land; however, from his memories, he knew that this was all about to change.
Not only am I a Cow, but our kingdom is dying. Every year, the Reindeer enter our land and steal our women.
Lance looked up into the distance. There were snowy mountains outside of Cow Kingdom, and his memories told him that this land belonged to the reindeer.
Every few months they would come down those mountains and rob the cows of whatever they could.
And Lance... He was the closest to their territory.
"Shit, shit SHIT!"
Not only am I a cow, but my people are all victims...
The Cows had their benefits, however, it was known that they were incredibly weak when it came to combat.
I'll have to do something to change this. I feel that my reasons for reincarnating later.
Lance rose to his feet, accepting his fate as a cow. He hurried on over to the barn in the distance.
After pushing open the large door, he found a space inside that was clearly made for keeping cows.
Empty. What sort of farmer am I?
He exited the barn and made his way over to the modest wooden house next to the barn. Once inside, he made his way over to the bedroom.
Once there, he looked at himself in the mirror.
His hair was white and short, and he found himself surprisingly tall and muscular. He looked much different from how he did on Earth.
Some might even consider him handsome.
Pleased with his new appearance, Lance turned his attention towards something even more important.
His status.
The information shown to him was simple. He was at the lowest rank in almost all areas; however, two areas stood out to him.
His talents and passive attributes.
If the world of Hybridia followed the laws of most novels and games on earth, the fact that they were both SSS rank was unbelievable.
His memories told him that Lance didn't have these talents and attributes before, which meant that it was a result of his reincarnation.
"Milk Manipulation and Milk Aura..."
As he scratched his chin and thought about the skills, a sudden realisation came to him.
The cows had one ability that allowed them to grow as a Kingdom. The ability to produce milk.
Their women could be milked in various methods... and it seemed that this milk was most useful to a man like Lance!
"So I need to find access to this milk. I had a cup in my hand when I arrived in this world, but where did it come—"
*Knock Knock*
The thoughts were cut off as a knock came at the door.
A visitor?
He hurried his way to the door, but the knock came again before he could even answer.
As he opened the door, the person standing behind it took him by surprise.
She was a short woman, dressed in royal white clothing. The most royal clothing Lance had ever seen.
She wore a white dress with gold down the edges. It was cut short at the chest, revealing a bit too much of the woman's ginormous breasts.
They were so large that the clothing struggled to contain them.
Over the woman's shoulders was a small black cape, and on top of her white hair was a small silver crown. She also had too small cow horns peaking through.
Her eyes were pink, and her cheeks were freckled.
She wore a scared look on her face and spoke desperately.
"Mister Farmer, you must help me!" She said, reaching out and grabbing hold of his hands.
The more Lance looked at her, the more familiar she looked.
Where do I recognise you?
Before he could respond, the woman continued.
"The Reindeers. We knew they would come, but I didn't know it would be so soon! Three reindeer scouts are travelling towards your farm at this very moment!"
Her voice was elegant, despite her young age.
At that moment, Lance suddenly realised who she was.
He struggled to keep the disbelief from his face.
"Wait a minute... aren't you—"
"Princess Oatel, I am Princess Oatel. That's why you must understand that I can't die. Not here, not yet..."
Memories continued to flood into Lance's mind.
Standing before him was the Princess of the Cow Kingdom. A young lady who was known for constantly rebelling against her parents, the king and queen.
But what was she doing so far from the capital city?
No... I'm focused on the wrong thing. The reindeer are here, they're going to kill me.
I can't let that happen.
Lance looked the princess up at down. With every movement, her giant breasts jumped up and down.
After noticing this, an idea came into his mind.
The thought of it put a smile on his face, but he knew that she wouldn't like it.
"I have an idea that could save us both from the Reindeers, but you're probably not gonna like it." He said.
Princess Oatel shook her head. "No I'll do anything if it means getting back home to my kingdom!"
Lance let out a sigh.
If you insist.
He nodded down at her breasts.
Take off your dress. You need to let me milk you."