Baron of the Borderlands

This world met Semyon unkindly. The body was given to him weak and small—at least it used to belong to the heir of a barony, though a mad one. The mysterious magic turned out to be incomprehensible and not typical of this world. As relatives, a distant—yet by no means loving—uncle happened to be around, and the most natural traitor who killed the entire family of the former owner of the body. The castle he got was old, and the barony was poor—nothing to say about the country that, already in spring, the enemy was supposed to attack. But you can’t beat a trick with a trickless hand. That’s what Semyon thought, deciding he wouldn’t just hand over his new life so easily. Now it still needs to be figured out who has been less lucky.