Reincarnated Realist In Another World
"They say that no man is an island, but an island can be conquered by man." Grant Maximilian, a wealthy man who owned the wealthiest corporate giant in the present world had died. And as he thought it was the end, he had woken up in a small run-down mansion, waking up from a fever, surrounded by maids. He had been reborn, however his name remained the same. As the heir to the doomed-land of Hellsburg, he will now begin to create his kingdom from scratch. [ Hello there! I'll be now update this novel st least twice a week due to my other book "Daily Life Of A Third Wheeler". Check it out as well! Thank you!]
The Lous Twin
"I am Ophelia Neilheim! The Unholy Alchemist. The Ninth Hand of the Demon Lord, Belial!"
Those words seemed unbelievable, but her stature and confidence said otherwise.
It was clearly announced by the Heroes party that the Nine Hands were wiped out after the Demon Lord's execution, ripping them off of their amplified abilities.
Nevertheless, she was still a demon. A race Juri condemned.
[Juri]: "Impossible, the Nine Hands of Belial had been wiped out years ago in the Era of the Heroes. The Heroes can't be mistaken."
Maybe it was because of her blind trust in the heroes that had led her to believe so. The same heroes who had left and declared their neutral stand against the political affairs of the Kingdoms.
[Ophelia]: "Maybe it was impossible, but it was also pretty possible and easy for them to just be mistaken. After all, a dead body tells no tale."
Ophelia's vague explanation and response had left Juri in bewilderment.