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In A Fantasy Earth, So I Created An Empire From The Scratches

Ardent expected to wake up in his bedroom after going to sleep after a drunken spree. Instead, he end up in an unknown bed, in an unknown room, in what seem to be medieval time. And that's when he knew, things about to get complicated. Now stuck in what seem to be the past, he was not the slightest bit amused, except- "Wait, magic existed?!" In a world like his own, yet not at the same time, Ardent decided to live life as his own and do what he want. However, he soon realized that in the world of Magic, danger is always around in the corner, and he alone could not protect the people he soon come to care of. So, what does a man in his thirties in a child body does when he come to such realization? Well, build a new nation of course!

Keeper_of_Time · Fantasy
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79 Chs

A New Floor In The Dungeon (Aka, New Training Ground)

 Ardent looked at the direction of the dungeon. Sensing his gaze, Catlin pinched his thigh, giving him an 'I dare you,' look.

 "Don't even think about going back to the dungeon until you get some sleep, Mister." she warned him.

 "Alright, Catlin. I will not go to the dungeon until I get some much needed rest. But, if there is any danger to the village, then-"

 "Yes, I will wake you up. Now, go to sleep Mister!" Catlin exclaimed as she pushed him on the bed, getting him to lie down.

 Ardent obliged, closing his eyes and letting himself drifting into a quick slumber.

-x-

 As it turns out, Ardent was exhausted, resulting in him sleeping from the morning to the next morning. Thankfully, there are no danger near the village. Well, danger that require him to take action at least. The occasional wild beasts and bandits will not stop being a threat after all.