Danilov. The Tula Master 1

I commanded armies of stone warriors who helped me expand my territories and become an emperor. Unfortunately, rats are everywhere—even in my own entourage. They killed me, you damned traitors. They simply didn’t know that in that case the golems stuffed throughout my entire castle would, after my death, destroy everything alive within it. I’ll admit—there’s a little pity in it. Who do I pity? The golems, of course! Without their master and patron, they’re left to fend for themselves. But I’ve been granted another life: I was reborn in the body of a son of a wealthy landowner in Tula Oblast, and my father sent me to study on in Tula on the advice of the institute there. “Tula masters,” you say? Fine—go on and say it. And I’ll show you who the real master is here!