Começando como Guarda Imperial do Palácio, meus Avatares Dominam o Mundo
Trabalhar como guarda proibido no palácio é monótono e entediante. Mas o mundo fora do palácio é incrivelmente fascinante: há quem se autodenomine Grande Mestre Virtuoso, usando água encantada para cu
In the imperial palace of the Great Qian Kingdom, the sky was overcast and heavy snow drifted down, blanketing everything in silver.
Liang Jin stood beneath the eaves in armor, spear in hand, as motionless as a statue.
Though the falling snow had not yet reached him, the bone-deep cold seeped through his armor and into his flesh.
“Without realizing it, I’ve already been in this world for a full month...”
Liang Jin sighed inwardly.
Somehow, he had been thrown into a world much like an ancient dynasty’s age, and had become a palace guard in the imperial troops.
Life in the imperial guard was tedious: on duty in the palace, standing watch, patrolling, guarding the gates; back at camp, drilling, drinking, and visiting brothels.
Liang Jin had never imagined he would actually endure such a life for an entire month.
This was a remote place, quiet and deserted, with only Liang Jin on guard duty.
That allowed him to slack off now and then.
In earlier years, the palace had been heavily guarded, and the phrase “one post every three steps, one sentry every five” would not have been an exaggeration.
But now, the palace’s defenses were nothing like they once were.
The Great Qian had just suffered a defeat abroad and paid out a great sum in indemnities.
At home, it was busy with disaster relief and suppressing rebellions, spending money like water.
The court had no funds left, so it had no choice but to cut the imperial guard down by a huge number.
On top of that, the officers within the guard wer