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A decorated Air Force pilot, 34 years old, meets an untimely demise—only to awaken in a war-torn fantasy medieval world. Now inhabiting the body of Mechal, the second son of a baron, he finds himself recovering from a near-fatal injury orchestrated by his own elder brother. But while the old Mechal might have been consumed by reckless fury, the new Mechal is different—calculating, patient, and ready to play the long game.

When a rebellion unexpectedly shakes the kingdom, Mechal seizes the opportunity to carve his place in history. With a sharp mind, battlefield tactics, and an understanding of human nature, he navigates the treacherous world of nobility, rising from an overlooked second son to a powerful force. Through cunning strategy and ruthless ambition, he secures victories, earns a title, and claims land of his own—laying the foundation for a rule unlike any other.

But the world of nobility is a den of vipers. Political intrigue, backstabbing aristocrats, kingdom-wide conflicts, and the ever-present shadow of war loom over him. As he builds his domain, he must outmaneuver rivals, forge alliances, and solidify his power—because in this world, only the strong survive.

Inspired by the noble struggles of the Holy Roman Empire, this story weaves war, politics, trade, and ambition into a gripping tale of power and strategy. Watch as an upstart reshapes the fate of a kingdom, one calculated move at a time.

In A Fantasy World I Can Absorbs Abilities

Julian draped a cloak over Michael's shoulders and guided him to the source of the commotion.

"You're doing it wrong! How many times do I have to tell you? You need to put the exact amount of clay into the mold. If it's uneven like this, it won't work!" one artisan bellowed.

A flustered mage, unused to such reprimands, shouted back,

"I've never done this kind of work before!"

"The heir to the territory instructed me to teach you the process. I'm just following orders. You need to understand every step to make proper bricks!" the artisan countered.

Watching the escalating argument, Michael stepped forward to mediate.

"Alright, everyone, calm down," Michael said, stepping into the tense scene. "You there, brickmaker, your name is...?"

"I am Vernon, my lord," replied the startled artisan, dropping to the ground in a hurried bow.

Chapter 101 Do You Really Want To Be A Knight?