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!]
Worries
"..."
"Perhaps you're not a fan of underhanded trickery, are you, Lilith?"
"...It depends."
Before Lilith, was the sight of Altora that interacted with the people of Hellsburg in a distance. Their faces looked pleased with her presence and even gifted the things that she didn't particularly need like food and objects as her two escorts carried them on the side.
They had just come from the building where most furniture was made and was slowly growing, thanks to Grace's team that was responsible for renovating and widening the woodworking building.
It was Sophia, a fellow servant who asked Lilith such a question, a question that she was overly familiar with. However, that question never pertained to her own, yet to the methodology of how Altora gained the favor of the people that Grantt couldn't get within just a few days.
[Lilith]: "If it was something needed to be done to keep the peace, then yes. It makes things easier for us."