Creating Empires is like riding a bicycle.
It’s hard only the first time.
Let me have been reborn in the body of a disgraced boyar who escaped from the gallows.
Give me a band of ragged outcasts, and I’ll turn them into an invincible clan!
Give me a remote hamlet, and I’ll forge a fortress out of it!
Give me a magical young lady—and…
There will also be a place for her in the household.
But we have to hurry.
Because the creatures I fought in my world have slipped into this one too.
And only I know how to win the war against them.