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!]
Logistics
Marcus: [Sorry for bothering you, Lady Altora but, we'll be needing someone to replace Miss Lilith in her works to be the one to permit and decide things.]
Walking along outside the eastern streets of Hellsburg with haste, Marcus had led Altora to the logistics office, knowing that Jai would be there, leading most of the arrangements of the resources.
As Marcus had said himself, all he had was authority as a retainer of Grantt, yet not exactly capable of permitting decisions like changing where to get such resources, and the like.
Marcus: [Although I have authority over most of the servants, I don't have the authority to decide over important matters like goods and stuff since... I'm not really good with them.]
Altora: [Ah, that's fine. I have experience in handling a city. A small town like this should be easy enough.]