Ren Hanaki was out milking his cows when he and his entire farm got displaced into another world. Not only is he in a strange one, but also there's this voice in his head, and a gamified tab that holds his stats and hands out quests. Apparently he was summoned by the last effort of a mage to summon a grand demon, appearing in its stead.

 [You have been summoned by a Mage, rejoice you'll be useful] 

 [You are bound.] 

 [The mage who summoned you has died a horrific death, you are now a free man once again.] 

  His freedom was nothing but an illusion as the interest of gods play out. 

 What chaos would a man unbound by the threads of fate stir? One thing was certain, Ren was far from a mere pawn.

  "The Shaman," the blonde priest said, and bowed with practiced deference toward the hovering figure. He glanced back at Ren with an expectant look, the kind that told that just that was unacceptable, a bow was preferred. Ren barely registered the suggestion. He was looking at the hovering man.


Chapter 65 - The gaze of the heavenly lords