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!]
Another Voice...?!
["Remark: Hand gestures are highly unnecessary with activating Sage."]
[Maximilian]: "——?!"
Shocked by the sudden voice that spoke, there was a sudden light that appeared right in front of his eyes. A flash opened up a holographic-like screen that visualized the voice he heard.
[Maximilian]: "This is..."
He slowly tried to touch the screen-like panel, showing but a flat line after the voice had stopped speaking. It was a blue-ish screen that had an opaque pentagram pattern of white on it.
Could this be the skill that he cast? He could only ask himself. Belial and Grantt somehow became dormant once again and without an explanation, he was left to his own to discover why.
[Maximilian]: "...What are you?"
The screen stayed exactly where it was when he moves his head but would follow him if he try to move away from it.