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!]
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Marcus: [B-Belial...]
Marcus stood there with his hand ready to unsheathe his blade.
He stood a distance away from Belial who was standing right just at the center of the room, licking away the remaining magic he had just eaten.
Ophelia: [——!]
Being the first time she was able to see Belial's appearance after hearing Marcus call him so, she bowed out of instinct, lowering her head.
It was only Marcus and the children who didn't do so.
Kawari: [W-Who's that——?]
Belial: [——Your savior, brat. I'll be eating your sister's magic.]
Baring his fangs, Belial took a step forward, making Marcus and Kawari step in as well to stop him.
Kawari quickly cast magic that was already written on a note, and as he stepped beside Marcus, he assumed a form that was almost the same age as Marcus, holding a dagger that he pulled out from his ankle.
Kawari: [Rewriting Magic: Change.]