Year 4 BC.
Re-Estize Kingdom.
The Royal Capital.
Despite being the center of the entire country, except for the main street, all the ground was dusty, and the gray stone bricks paving the ground were covered with tiny cracks and corroded gaps.
Most of the surrounding houses were single or double-story European-style structures, exuding a sense of age.
But the closer one got to the center of the Royal Capital, the neater and cleaner both the streets and the houses became.
The air was fresh.
But the surrounding environment and atmosphere all told Nolan that this was an Another World!
Ding ding ding—
Clang clang—
The constant sounds were the metallic clashes produced when the weapons carried by adventurers on the streets collided with their own armor.
The clamor of hawkers from the shops on both sides and various signboards reflected the sunlight, adding to the bustling atmosphere.
Luxurious carriages moved with some difficulty through the streets, but they never stopped, and most people would actively make way for them.
Many of those in the crowd, dressed in armor and a few in mage robes, were very conspicuous, and there were also some wearing brightly colored, peculiar clothing.
In short, it gave a mixed impression.
The entire Royal Capital of the "Re-Estize" Kingdom had been filled with people from all over the country in the past few days.
In such a lively atmosphere, most people's emotions would also rise.
But a certain person did not.
Nolan, wearing a poor-quality long-sleeved shirt and dusty trousers, blended into the crowd unnoticed.
His current mood was the same color as his clothes.
Beyond the bewilderment, there was a deeper sense of fear coiling in his heart.
The excitement belonged to them.
Nolan had only transmigrated to this world yesterday, but he had already basically understood the situation.
This was the world of the Bone King, or more precisely, the Another World where the "Great Tomb of Nazarick" would descend in the future.
Therefore, Nolan was very panicked right now.
Others would transmigrate to the real world of "Overlord," constantly grinding and spending money on the game [YGGDRASIL] to obtain a large number of world items and special professions.
Then they would descend into the world with invincible strength, or simply join the Great Tomb.
But he had directly transmigrated to the Another World; if he were like those above, Nolan wouldn't be as panicked as he was now.
The only thing that gave him some peace of mind at the moment was the current time point.
There were still more than four years until the descent of the "Great Tomb of Nazarick."
Why was he able to confirm this time?
Because of the Royal Tournament—the Imperial Contest!
Gazef, the future strongest warrior of the Kingdom, won the championship in this competition and was granted the title of "Warrior Captain."
And today was the peak duel between the future "Warrior Captain" Gazef and "Nail Clipper" Brain.
It could be said!
This competition attracted the attention of all adventurers and commoners in the entire Kingdom, which was why the streets were bustling with people and exceptionally lively.
Although he was just an ordinary person before transmigrating, reading too many novels had its advantages; at least he could calm down quickly.
After hearing information such as Gazef, Brain, and the Imperial Contest, Nolan confirmed the world and time point he had transmigrated to.
"Year 4 BC" was naturally not the calendar of this world, but Nolan's calculation based on the time settings used by UP hosts in his previous life.
After all, according to the Bone King's plot, the Great Tomb would eventually rule the world, so the "New Calendar" algorithm was obviously not a problem.
As for being able to understand the language of this world?
It was because this Another World had a "language translation" world law, where not only different countries but even different races could understand each other's words.
As the Bone King complained, it was as if the entire world had eaten a translation konjac.
Of course, understanding was one thing; he clearly couldn't recognize the written words.
The rough texture of his clothes, and the itching sensation it caused when rubbing against his skin, made Nolan somewhat uncomfortable, but compared to his current situation, it was insignificant.
He didn't know why he had transmigrated; he just lay on the bed in his rented room, and in a daze, he arrived here.
What a cliché way to transmigrate.
Nolan muttered a complaint inwardly, feeling a bit self-mocking at the same time.
He was an orphan, always alone, so even if he suddenly disappeared, he thought no one would care.
Fortunately.
Because this peak duel between commoners attracted a large influx of adventurers and commoners.
Nolan's pajamas and shorts were not conspicuous compared to those adventurers who were dressed provocatively or even in strange attire.
It seemed that due to the existence of various races, faiths, and different countries, the clothing in this world was not very rigid.
After confirming the situation of this world and calming down.
Nolan immediately found a shop selling goods and sold the only item he had brought to this world besides his clothes: the enamel gold pendant around his neck.
He obtained three gold coins.
He had spent about two months' salary on it, intending to give it to his previous girlfriend, but they broke up before he could give it to her, so he had just worn it himself ever since.
169 copper coins = 13 silver coins = 1 gold coin.
Above gold coins, there were also platinum coins, gem coins, mithril coins, and so on.
The price of three gold coins was significantly higher in value compared to his gold pendant, which weighed only about 10 grams.
The shop owner was willing to buy it at that price, clearly not for the gold alone, but for the enamel craftsmanship on it.
In this Another World, where various craft levels were very backward and mostly relied on magic.
If the other party resold it to a noble lady or something, they could easily earn dozens, or even hundreds of times the profit.
Nolan knew this, but he also knew his situation wasn't suitable for bargaining.
Then, he spent 5 copper coins on a cheap set of clothes and one silver coin on a short sword.
He currently had 2 gold, 11 silver, and 3 copper coins left.
He used the extra five copper coins to buy a few rye bread loaves.
"There's still more than four years, calm down… my ass!"
Nolan's left foot stomped heavily on the ground, his mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly.
His only hobbies before transmigrating were novels and anime, so he had naturally read through all the novels of the anime "Overlord."
Therefore, he understood perfectly: what was the difference between four years and the descent of the "Great Tomb of Nazarick" tomorrow?
Nolan felt there was none.
The Re-Estize Kingdom before him, everyone, including himself, was destined for destruction.
The future seemed to offer only two paths.
Either die in the aftermath of the war between the Sorcerous Kingdom and the Re-Estize Kingdom, if a crushing defeat could even be called a war.
Or, by some stroke of luck, survive and become a citizen of the Sorcerous Kingdom.
But… Nolan looked up, seeing the magnificent, ancient royal city built on a hill in the distance, and felt increasingly panicked.
Could his identity as a transmigrator truly be hidden from the group from the "Great Tomb of Nazarick"?