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Lord of Caldera

In a world where kingdoms rise and fall, a seasoned player unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the very game he once mastered—Caldera. However, his new life as a ruler comes with a crushing twist: severe debuffs and harsh restrictions on his talents make survival nearly impossible. Against overwhelming odds, he fights tooth and nail to carve out a legacy. Despite his brilliance in strategy and marvels in combat, failure becomes his ultimate fate. But fate offers him another chance. Reborn at the start of the game, now without the crippling debuffs and armed with all the knowledge, experience, and hard-won lessons of his previous life, he faces the world anew. This novel is a bit fast-paced compared to current mainstream trends. It will delve into human nature and how far people are willing to go for meager profit. Most characters will be evil, and even the good ones only appear good because the actions they take align with their own interests, rather than being motivated by true goodness. For any questions about this novel, feel free to leave a comment on my first review, where I will be answering any inquiries or questions regarding the story. I hope you have a great time reading this! If you’d like to support this novel, please rate it or leave any kind of comment. Any feedback will help it gain more exposure. Thank you! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com as well although only free chapter just like here. if you read on both platforms and like the novel do leave me some review there as well thank you. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/569643/fictions

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Chapter 31 It Must Be Because Of Our Friendship

The antics they had displayed this time required no preparation on his part. Just staying quiet would elevate Sylas's reputation.

Sylas hid his smile and waited for the upcoming etiquette lessons.

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Two days later, Lady Martina came to find Sylas after preparing for the lessons.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Sylas. My name is Martina."

She greeted him with a gentle smile, a refined middle-aged noblewoman. Her flawless demeanor showcased her experience. Although it was not entirely appropriate according to etiquette, Sylas bowed his head, showing as much respect as he could muster.

"Nice to meet you, Lady Martina. I am Sylas Corleone. Please forgive me if I make any mistakes due to my lack of proper training."

"Oh my."