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!]
Looming Third Party
???: [Apparently, Khan had moved to seize Hestia. They know that Hestia had lost their numbers after that Demon Extermination they did years ago. Now, they are taking advantage of that.]
???: [Yes. Perhaps. But I've heard rumors that Khan had yet to reach Hestia as opposed to that this rumor was already three days ago. They should have been fighting now.]
Standing above a tall tower, there was a figure that held a scythe.
The other was standing further below the other, holding himself beside the tower as they both look at the north, to where Hestia would be located.
Sighing, the woman with the scythe jumped down from the tower that had been estimated to be over a thousand feet.
????: [Oh, come on. This isn't practical!]
After the other's words, the man had jumped as well, following her as they descend from the tall tower that had seemed to have been made out of white marble.