Spartzan

Riz is a fresh graduate who has been job hunting for a year. In terms of talent, he has no talent. Always a mediocre type of person. The only good point he has is that he is a hardworking person. After so many failed interviews, he starts to get dispirited. However, as he does not so easily give in to that feeling, he resolves to try his luck in the last interview he has.

Indeed, it is his last interview. An accident occurs on his way there. 

When he opens his eyes, he is in the middle of the forest, tattered clothes with blood on it.

"Th-this...", Riz was shocked as he found his body smaller than it should be.

It didn't take him too much time to understand everything that happened. He becomes the youngest son of a count. 

Finding himself in the backward world, he who has no ambition previously is in a dilemma. At first, he just wants to live quietly and enjoy the richness and privilege as a noble. But then circumstances push him in a different direction.

One event led to another, now he finds himself at the top of power.

Restart:Untalented Man

As the chaos unfolded, the tent flap rustled, and two figures stepped out, their authoritative presence cutting through the pandemonium.

"What in the world is happening out here?" demanded a stern voice, laced with authority. It was General Braun, the leader of the Blande forces.

"I can't see a damn thing! The lights went out, and the men are in a state of panic!" replied another officer, his voice tinged with frustration.

"Get the torches lit! We need to assess the situation immediately," ordered General Braun, his tone commanding and composed.

"There he is!" Alaric exclaimed, his eyes narrowing in on General Braun, who just exited his camp, unaware of the impending danger. The chaos around them provided the perfect cover for their clandestine operation.

Alaric's hand trembled slightly as he notched the arrow, its tip coated with a deadly poison.

Nighttime Strike Part II