Rain_Heart_2943

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

Under the cover of darkness, Babaru approached the fortress, veiled in a shroud of magic. The spell she cast, though not rendering her truly invisible, blended her figure into the surroundings and muted her presence—more than adequate for sneaking inside.

Perched on her companion, the siren Alona, Babaru scaled the fortress walls with practiced precision, finally slipping into the shadows within. The aroma of roasting meat and the distant sound of drunken soldiers retching filled the air.

Celebrating after killing my granddaughter… how dare they?

Her hands trembled with barely contained rage, but she forced herself to focus. In a low voice, she addressed her companion.

"Alona, keep watch while I divine his location."

The siren nodded silently, her gestures conveying understanding. Her voice, imbued with innate magic, remained unused except in moments of utmost necessity.

Chapter 162 Infiltration