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Automaton Magi-Replica : In the new world with a robot creation system

Henry an intelligent and former professional fighter was left abandoned and betrayed to die. He awakens in his next life with a unique power in this world of magical nature. Will he be beaten down by this world and its residents or will it be him who they will come to fear. --------------------------------------- Hi everyone, thank you for taking time out of your busy day and reading my story. I began writing because I simply couldn't find stories similar to what I wrote and for those that are written, I have already read them. Or they go on indefinite Hiatus and then I feel empty inside. What to expect? -Strong Mc to even more OP MC -MC is Cold and Cunning / If he does something out of good will, it is because it will benefit him. -MC is Non-Human -Side characters that each serve their purpose / and aren't just forgotten. -Slow paced build up and a few time skips but small jump skips. -Decent World building is a must -No Harem/ but some small romance -Kingdom building -System/ but won't focus too much on crunching numbers. It will be kept at reasonable numbers. -1 chapter a day keeps the reader at bay. -Each chapter is 1,300 to 1,700 words. Hope you guys enjoy my story, honestly any feedback would be nice so I may improve the story. I'm flying blind here so far. Have a nice day! :D

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Chapter 64: Nothing Personal

As the Rodden kingdom's golem army continued its successful campaign, Geppeto had finally finished his mission. After a grueling two-month journey around the kingdom to plant the Automaton factories in the mines, he was finally done. On his travels, he met many welcoming nobles as well as many who were stubborn about being ordered to stay away from the mines he selected for the production of the sentries.

One such noble was Viscount Lars from the first mine town of Lars. Many nobles attempted to send their spies to check out the place after Geppeto left. Most of the time, when Vulcan left the heads of their spies on their doorsteps, the problem would be handled. However, many were stubborn to the bone. They, along with several lower nobles, paid the price with their heads rolling.