Type Moon: The Fake Otto Apocalypse

My name is Otto, and I just went out and bought a bottle of Sprite and a Chocola. The person was gone in the blink of an eye. When he opened his eyes again, he had become the Bishop of Destiny, still in the great forest, with only a handsome face on his body. Good news: With the Void Treasury at your fingertips and the Heavenly Fire Judgment at will, you can roam freely in the Middle Ages. Bad news: The system’s gacha system has no pity system, and my first draw was the Unsharp Sword, a pure experience card for unlucky players. The system told me to go find King Arthur. They found it, but—Where’s the middle-aged man I was promised? And what’s with the blonde beauty? Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a cowlick—you call this King Arthur? — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Type Moon: The Fake Otto Apocalypse — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠