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!]
Almost There
Back at the palace, a group of advisors had secretly met up under the nose of the King.
"Were they sent well?"
"They're going to intercept them. Their technology is unlike I've ever seen before. A moving metallic carriage? No horse pulls such heavy carriage even!"
"Is it powered by some kind of wind magic? However, wouldn't that be inefficient—?"
"—SILENCE!"
With one shout across the room, one would silence the three advisors that had been exchanging their thoughts.
"Save your questions. My men are to retrieve their goods and kill them. That man is a fool to come here without any soldiers that would protect him."
"But Owl, if this is a success, what of the King?"
The other advisor would ask, calling the one who led them as Owl.
"The King would only see it as a disappointment and a shame. A man dying from bandits only meant that they are incompetent, as they are."
A smirk would only creep up his ears as Owl looked at them with utmost confidence.