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

Before anyone could devise a course of action, Percival sternly reminded the attendees. "Do you people think it is possible to overthrow me?"

His eyes scanned the room. "Have you forgotten who possesses the most military power here?"

His voice cut through the hall like a blade.

Nobody feels comfortable facing such a naked threat from Percival. However, it can't be said that his move wasn't effective.

Many were intimidated by Percival's words, destroying every possible idea that dawned in their minds.

Only Johann maintains his calmness. He quickly reassures the people in the hall.

"Don't be swayed by his empty threats. The number of elite knights under Percival's command is comparable to some of our own forces here. The only difference is that he can use his title as duke to rally the commoners to his cause."

Johann paused to allow his words to sink in.

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