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!]
Prove Yourself
Marcus: [Gladysius Ultima!]
Shouting his name out, Marcus left the Battalion Leader in the hands of the other soldiers, lifting him away from danger.
Standing up from his knelt position, Marcus looked up and saw Gladysius's figure that was shed out of dark magic.
It was tracks of Mina's magic. Her magic slowly withered from the Hero. A sudden burst of his magic disabled every debuff he had on his body.
Gladysius: [Where is that harlot...?!]
Launching a blast aimed at the soldiers beside Marcus, Gladysius's light element attack brought a suction-like effect around it as the ball of light travels fast than anyone could see.
An explosion of dust came right after as the other soldiers stepped back, unsure of their comrades that could have died in such an attack.
Gladysius: [Bring me that harlot named Mina! Or you will all die right here!]
Marcus: [I knew that this will happen someday. I should have killed you back then!]
Gladysius: [——?!]