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A young man, a modern-day history and war enthusiast, finds himself reincarnated in the body of an orphan — one destined to inherit a small, struggling barony from his dying uncle. But fate offers no easy path. Inside the family, greedy rivals lurk, eager to steal his inheritance. Outside, hostile neighbors eye his weakened lands, ready to tear it apart at the first sign of weakness.

This is a tale of ruthless ambition, cunning strategy, and relentless struggle. From a powerless orphan to a baron, from the weakest barony to the mightiest duchy — he will rise through blood, steel, and fire.

The Rise Of The Clydon Family

Black smoke erupted from Margaret's palm, spreading like a web and threading its way into Rus's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Every inch of his skin ignited in searing agony, as though a mask of needles was being pressed ever tighter against his face. The pain drilled deep into the nerves beneath the skin, stripping him layer by layer until his consciousness began to drift from his body.

Margaret murmured in an ancient, guttural tongue, words twisted and arcane. Her withered hand rose slowly.

Rus's face reemerged, his once brilliant eyes now pitch black, no longer distinct from iris to pupil—eyes like hers. Within the darkness, flickers of silver tried to emerge, only to be crushed by the encroaching black mist.

"What powerful spirit," Margaret mused, a crooked smile on her lipless mouth. "Pity you don't know how to wield it."

Chapter 85: The Witch (Part 2)