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My Kingdom in Another World

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What is My Kingdom in Another World

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Surya Renowijaya, seorang remaja SMA dan "Geek" Militer meninggal karena menjadi korban salah tembak seorang polisi. Ketika dia terbangun, dia disambut bukannya ruang rumah sakit, melainkan sebuah ruangan mewah dengan rasa abad ke - 15 atau 16. Dan anehnya dia tidak mengingat dia siapa di masa lalu selain ilmunya yang agak biasa saja, dan sistem aneh dimana sistem tersebut tidak memiliki hal yang dimiliki sistem pada umumnya, namun setiap dia menyelesaikan misi, dia akan dihadiahi cetak biru suatu benda baik umum maupun militer. Tag : Action, Kingdom Building, Harem, R-18, Strategic Battle, Firearms, Dragon, Elves, Magic, System, Romance (Little bit), Demon, Army Building, Aristocrat, Kingdom, Empire, Betrayed.

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