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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

Thanks to his careful planning, 15 tribal chieftains gathered in Yuran's tent that night.

"Thank you for coming. I believe you have some idea why I've called you here," Yuran began.

Known for his rebellious spirit among the weaker tribes, Yuran had a reputation that preceded him. The chieftains in attendance all shared one thing in common—they had each been severely wronged by the five great tribes or the royal family at some point. Pharos nodded, worry evident in his eyes.

"So, after much deliberation, you've made up your mind?" Pharos asked.

Yuran slowly scanned the room, his gaze reflecting years of pent-up frustration and anger. "Yes, I've thought this through and made my decision."

He paused, letting his eyes meet each chieftain's face in turn. Tension filled the air, but none of them seemed inclined to leave. With renewed determination, Yuran continued in a resolute tone.

Chapter 192 Receiving Moldy Provisions!