Accidentally finding yourself in Another World, which is so very different from yours, you involuntarily begin to think: is it possible to change or improve something? And even if medieval customs are terrifying with their cruelty and bloodlust, a person still dreams of happiness. But I would like to understand which weapon is better to use? A sharp sword or knowledge of your world? This story is about those who were destined to find themselves in Another World and go their own way. A civilized person who has entered the Other World has a lot to learn about himself. Especially if fate does not leave you the slightest chance of a calm and serene life. If the most valuable and expensive thing has been taken away from you, will you desperately take revenge? Or do you remember the notorious humanism and go the other way? Or maybe you just break down, because it is so difficult to fight for your ideas, property and feelings with the whole world, the world mired in medieval madness.