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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

Aurora22 · 軍事
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Chapter 143

"Sir Sylas, would you guard the village and stop any stray forces that might slip through?"

"You don't need our help in the main battle?" Sylas asked.

"On second thought, I don't think we'll need it."

Initially, Bjorn had wanted to reduce casualties by relying on Sylas's strength. But now he understood that his people needed this chance to settle their scores, to fight the enemy fully, without interference. And, more importantly, there was one overriding reason.

"It's time to show the ones foolish enough to attack Falun exactly what Falun is made of." Bjorn's eyes gleamed with determination.

Erikson, chieftain of the Black Claw tribe, was in a foul mood. He had been handed the task he wanted least from the high chieftain.

"Attacking Falun, of all places. This is awful."