Sokiiro

"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.

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Reincarnated Realist In Another World

[Maximilian]: "So everything she hears, is what the worm sends to its receiver as well?"


[Yin]: "I love how we skipped formalities and went straight into actions."


With Yin somehow getting pumped working with the Prince of Hell at least once, knowing fully well that Grantt was capable of making the impossible possible. 


[Yin]: "Ah, also yes. That's how it usually works. Once we go upstairs, we should start using telepathy."


[Maximilian]: "I see. Well, let's not waste a second."


He spoke telepathically to all of them, walking ahead of them upstairs with his face keeping the sharp look it always had. 


Old Man Jay had thought for a second that he had looked un-serious for a moment before, but it was dark outside. It could have been his imagination.


[Yin]: "He didn't even have to touch us..."


Yin could only grin out of amusement, looking at Xin with sparkling eyes as if he met his hero. 


Intense Operation