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Leon Valcrest was once the disgrace of his noble family—a weak, talentless young lord whose name was only spoken in mockery. But when a battle leaves him at death’s door, fate takes an unexpected turn. A fierce and brilliant martial artist from another world awakens in his body, carrying knowledge of strategy, warfare, and power beyond anything this kingdom has seen before.

Now, armed with a second chance, Leon refuses to live as a failure. He will carve his own path—one paved with blood, ambition, and unexpected romance. From the battlefield to the halls of power, he will face cunning nobles, deadly assassins, and a harem of dangerous beauties, each drawn to his strength in their own way.

As he rises through the ranks of nobility and war, one question lingers: Is power his goal, or merely the means to something greater?

With laughter, love, and bloodshed in equal measure, Rebirth of the Forgotten Lord is a tale of an underdog turned legend—a man who will shake the very foundations of history.

Rebirth of The Forgotten Lord

The air inside the Crimson Pavilion was thick with the scent of incense and perfume. Lavish red curtains draped the walls, and elegant noblemen and dangerous figures sat in dimly lit corners, whispering secrets over expensive wine.

Leon walked in confidently, but Iris stayed tense at his side.

"This place stinks of trouble," she muttered.

Leon smirked. "That's what makes it fun."

At the center of the grand hall sat Seraphina, reclining on a silk-covered chaise. The Crimson Madame of the Black Vipers was as alluring as she was dangerous, her golden eyes watching Leon like a cat sizing up a meal.

She tapped her glass. "You walked into my house like you own it, Leon. Explain why I shouldn't hand your head over to the nobles for a fat reward."

Leon smiled, stepping closer. "Because I have something better than a bounty."

She raised an eyebrow. "And what would that be?"

Seraphina chuckled. "You always did know how to talk, but I'm getting impatient."

Her fingers flicked, and two armed men stepped forward, gripping their daggers.

Leon didn't flinch. He had expected this.

Leon took a slow breath and said, "You already know I failed to kill Lord Cross. You also know that I've pissed off both the nobles and the underworld."

Seraphina smirked. "You make it sound like a talent."

Leon continued, "What if I told you I could finish the job and give the Black Vipers control over Cross's territory?"

"Cross is powerful," she said. "But he's not stupid. He'll be expecting you."

Leon grinned. "That's why I need your help."

She studied him, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass.

Then she laughed softly. "Oh, Leon… you really are reckless."

She leaned forward, her golden eyes gleaming. "Alright, let's make a deal."

Leon stiffened. Deals with Seraphina were never simple.

She smiled. "I'll give you protection. But in return… I want you to do something for me."

Seraphina leaned closer, her lips near his ear.

"I want you to seduce and destroy a noblewoman."

Seraphina grinned. "A noblewoman stands in the way of my plans. You're going to get close to her, win her heart, and then shatter it."

Leon stared at Seraphina. "Who's the target?"

"The Cold Princess—Selene Valenford."

Chapter 13: A Deal with the Devil