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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

As Rus's steed stepped through the snowdrifts on the path to the Scorpion Nest, silence had already descended upon Erik's camp.

Though they had just secured a resounding victory, the atmosphere among the Falcon Regiment was anything but celebratory. The cost of the battle had been steep.

Twenty-seven dead or severely wounded—nearly a quarter of their force. The number of those with lighter injuries was beyond counting.

Erik sat, silently running his fingers over the parchment sealed with the baron's crest. His brows were deeply furrowed, shadowed by an ever-present gloom.

"Commander Erik." Simon approached with a salute, his voice hoarse. "The third prisoner has talked… The information aligns with what the others said."

"The snow-chicken inside the Scorpion Nest… it's Bent."

Guilt and self-reproach etched deep lines into Simon's face. Bent was the scout who had fallen into a snow pit just before they left the Bloody Highlands—one of his men.

Chapter 87 : Transformation