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!]
Predecessor
Marcus: [Light Magic: Lightsbane.]
It was the name of the magic he used to procure and fix the sword.
He completed his broken nature with pure magic, and with it finally being enveloped in light, he aimed the sword at Gladysius.
It was at this moment that then he realized, everyone was almost down. The soldiers were too afraid to fight such a monster.
His master was knocked unconscious within a single hit. Altora was also unconscious, being treated by her male subordinate.
He could see some residents of Hellsburg run for their lives, finally realizing the event that had happened here.
He was able to even see Lilith who had walked even with her injured ankle, rushing over to her master's side.
Lilith: [W-What happened?! I heard loud noises but I sensed something else!]
Tumbling and kneeling beside Grantt who had seemed to rest in the shade of the tree, Lilith picked him up by the head and laid his head upon her lap.