This is a mansion far from the imperial capital, standing beside a perpetually fog-shrouded forest in the north. From afar, it resembles a majestic and magnificent castle, with countless rooms inside. Living in this mansion is none other than Allen Heinmus, the young master of the prestigious Howard family of the Soma Empire. Every morning, he begins with a "peephole."

A succubus paladin trying to turn over a new leaf. A necromancer with extreme social anxiety who only lets skeletons socialize on his behalf. An orc priest who delves deeply into the realm of life but is very afraid of blood. And I, a traveler who doesn't belong to this world - a great bard. My name is Velen, and I was on the run when I unexpectedly found a diary. I thought it was a classic plot from Dragon Quest, but the god on the other side of the diary... doesn't seem very serious? Record stories and get rewards. Record fun and get more rewards. And our team of scumbags walking on the continent - seems to be the biggest fun in itself? [A worldview with a bit of everything], [Team road adventure], [Semi-diary], [More daily life]

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

[Western fantasy + multiple female leads + light comedy + Konosuba-like + team adventure + episodic drama]

"I've time-traveled quite a few times."

"As the saying goes, time travelers take turns sitting on the throne, and this year it's my turn. But too many time travelers isn't a good thing. So many time travelers have already come before me, and they've all done what I wanted to do. What do you want me to do?"

"Since things have come to this, I might as well go to the docks and get some fries... What, another big one? Life, can you please leave me alone this time? I just wanted to laze around!"

The lament of Mr. Baal, a mage, speculator, and legendary adventurer's party leader, who was in debt for hundreds of millions and was notorious far and wide, was thus expressed.

His squad members include, but are not limited to:

A melee mage who relies on underhanded tactics because he can't afford spellcasting materials.

A former hero who, lacking the money to buy a sword, practices boxing; who maxes out his cooking skills but still produces disastrous dishes.

The group buff is as fierce as a tiger, but the side effects are devastating – a self-destructing bard.

The only elven archer expelled from the Archers' Guild, every single one of his arrows misses the target.

Baal: "These teammates are poets!"

D&D, Western fantasy, Baldur's Gate-like, unconventional paladins, no time travel, Forgotten Realms, anti-hero, Forgotten Realms, sword and sorcery;

No time travel or system!

Paladin's Conquest of Faerûn

Menzoberranzan in the Underdark is not entirely populated by cruel Lolth fanatics and subterranean elves who only know "betrayal for survival and the supremacy of power." Legends have emerged here, and there are also people who regard those legends as taboo idols.

She once overlooked the Underdark from the highest point of Menzoberranzan; she once enjoyed the highest respect in spacious rooms studded with jewels and precious metals; she never looked back when she abandoned all of that.

Basic currency system: 1 Platinum Coin/pp = 10 Gold Coins/gp = 100 Silver Coins/sp = 1000 Copper Coins/cp

The minting techniques and weights of coins may differ from region to region, and may also involve ancient coins.

For convenience, the basic system is used as the standard.

[Western fantasy continent, traveling through another world, IQ online, special operations, unconventional warfare, multiple lines, no cheats, no system, not invincible, not cool]

"What? Am I a heretic?"

In 2036, an 18A commander from the 20th Special Operations Group of the Cynotran Army stepped into a different world ruled by magic and faith.

The spiritual marrow mine maintains the delicate and fragile peace between the two worlds, and he carries the will of his motherland, goes deep into the "gray area" shrouded in the shadow of the Holy See, and operates on the edge of illegality and denial.

Modern technology cannot be relied upon, and it is difficult to shake theocracy alone.

He took every step carefully, using modern technology, tactics, and procedures as his weapons and manpower as his network to weave an alliance of destiny in the gap between alien worlds and the game between great powers.

(Be forewarning:

It's not a fanfiction, it's a purely original worldview;

There are many female protagonists, and the female protagonists are all independent and strong;

Based on the techniques, tactics and multipliers used in the 2000s and recent years, the calculations are sophisticated and reasonable, but flat data is avoided.

The writing style is the author's preference and is different from general online articles)