In a reclaimed park… stands his new home. It needs repairs. But the security, it seems, is up to par.
Maxim Belozyorov looks at his new estate and can’t stop admiring it. Beauty! The main thing now is to survive the renovation and not go bankrupt. Maybe, the widowed baroness will agree to a discount?
And in the city of anomalies, Novosibirsk, every second person wants to kill the modest landed noble, Maxim Belozyorov. Well, nothing—more enemies means more trophies.
Much scarier than material enemies is an incorporeal, all-encompassing enemy. A terrifying monster—bureaucracy. Damned bureaucracy! “Become a baron,” the officials say! “Otherwise you’ll be in trouble, you poor little landed noble…”
We’ll see, who will suffer last.
Though “Baron Belozyorov”?
It sounds believable.
But a baron also needs a guard. And more loyal people. And more land.
In general: we need more gold.