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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.

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While Maximilian dressed, his concubines, who had been observing the situation, rushed to his side. Sensing the gravity of the situation, they fussed over his attire, buttoning his shirt and straightening his sleeves, all the while glancing nervously at his expression.

"Your Majesty… please, take me with you. I don't want to die," one begged, her voice trembling.

"Your Majesty, I'll serve you faithfully—please don't leave me behind," another implored.

The concubines clung to him, their hands trembling as they gripped his garments. They knew the fate awaiting them should the palace fall—humiliation and death at the hands of the rebels. But their desperation only annoyed Maximilian further.

"Get off me, you foolish women!" he snapped, shaking them off roughly. "What happens to you doesn't concern me."

Chapter 240 Help Me, Ancestors