Hugustine

Tied down his entire life by the perils of mediocrity,  Jarod sin is diagnosed with a terminal illness cutting his life expectancy at just twenty six years old. 

With a six months prognosis, he wallows about his predicament while taking a leave from work to explore bits of the world before his death, sadly he is mugged by a thief on a cold evening, proving once more how mediocre and trash he really was, but everything changed when he opened his eyes. 

He had been transmigrated into the body of Milo von Brithuels, third son of a count in a fantasy land, just like the one he used to read about, now armed with a new life he vows to escape the clutches of mediocrity and achieve something for the first time.

Rise of a transmigrated mediocre nobleman

The chamber's atmosphere was suffocating. The lingering silence from the recess break wrapped itself tightly around us as we resumed the hearing.

Jade sat stiffly beside Romelis, his expression hard yet calculating, while the patriarch's face was a canvas of worry and fatigue. I studied my father for a moment, wondering how many defeats it would take before he realized that his hesitation and inability to act decisively were his greatest weaknesses.

Rephradre, on the other hand, seemed rejuvenated. His every word dripped with conviction, the edges sharp and deliberate, like a blade finely honed over the recess. His intention was no longer hidden, the pretense discarded. He spoke now as though he were the rightful head of the council, steering the conversation with precision.

"The county needs a head who can lead," Rephradre declared, his tone resolute. "A head who can protect its people, unify its factions, and rebuild the trust that has been broken."

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