FerriticMatrix

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery.
A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him.
He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself.
But how can such things not attract jealous eyes?
The naval superpower- Cantagena,
The unstoppable army of- Exolas, 
The superpower of the east- Adhania,
The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, 
The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, 
And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest,
All want something from each other.
In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all.

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Herald of Steel

Alexander's reason for keeping Nanazin here was not only to keep her from suffering further abuse at Ptolomy's hand but also because the bank he was thinking of establishing would need a trustworthy person to head.


And to that effect, Alexander look a seat on the couch at the center of the room and first said some pleasantries, "I just remembered that this is the first time we are talking face to face after you came to Zanzan Your Highness. I apologize for my inattention."


To which Nanazin gave a silent smile as she clutched her cloak tightly around her body, placed the medical pot on the table, and then sat across Alexander while making sure to carefully tuck her legs inward so as to fold the cloak towards her in order to not reveal any parts of her lower torso except the bare feet.


"Alex, you said I can call Zanzan home? How? How do you intend to keep me here? And how do you intend to treat me?" Nanazin had a seriousness to her voice Alexander had yet to hear.


Talks With Nanazin (Part-2)