Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
After Lord Heatiaz left, Felix found no reason to keep leading the army to reclaim the lost territories at this moment, knowing that it would take a long while before the Scorchlanders could restart their offense.
Chief Drogath knew this as well and took Felix back to the village, leaving his commanders to continue pushing forward.
"What happened?" Selphie asked with a worried tone after Felix regrouped with them inside one of the huts at the edges of the village.
"Well, I have officially declared war on the Scorchlanders and Lord Heatiaz." Felix coughed, "It's best that you don't cross the territorial line for now."
Felix knew that he would be on Lord Heatiaz's radar for a while, which meant the moment he stepped inside his territory, he would be waiting for him to capture him or his friends.
"You must have done something bad again." Olivia rolled her eyes at him, knowing that Felix wouldn't be at ease without creating trouble.