Reincarnated Realist In Another World
"They say that no man is an island, but an island can be conquered by man." Grant Maximilian, a wealthy man who owned the wealthiest corporate giant in the present world had died. And as he thought it was the end, he had woken up in a small run-down mansion, waking up from a fever, surrounded by maids. He had been reborn, however his name remained the same. As the heir to the doomed-land of Hellsburg, he will now begin to create his kingdom from scratch. [ Hello there! I'll be now update this novel st least twice a week due to my other book "Daily Life Of A Third Wheeler". Check it out as well! Thank you!]
Back To Hellsburg
Grantt: [——You did what?]
Belial: [I taught him reincarnation, or force-reincarnation to be specific since he has the freedom to choose where, when, and who. He asked me before so I only complied.]
Slamming the table with vigor, the mirror was almost flipped by his strength.
Lilith was standing beside the table, looking at Grantt with her usual expressionless look yet concerned inside.
Lilith: [So, where is he? Still dormant? If so, he——]
[——I'm alive and well, thank you for your concern, Lilith.]
Suddenly, Grantt stood up as the corners of his eyes becomes a tad sharper than usual.
These signs were obvious to them, and just as they thought that Maximilian was out, he had taken over control at just the exact time.
Maximilian: [A few months feels like an eternity. I am not used to that different... physique.]
Grantt: [Finally, you're back! What did you even——]
Maximilian: [Long story. I'll share the details later, but now we need to do something about that attack.]