I am Stakh Tikhiy, eighteen years old. A wizard of the School of Life and Fire, a former disgraced baron—and now a count and brigade leader. How did I end up like this? If briefly: I died in another world while playing a tabletop game, so after death a Character Sheet appeared with me. It was approved and even strengthened. As a result, I ended up here with the abilities of Shadow, plus two higher magical educations. My disgrace ended; I received the rank of brigade leader and the title of count from the queen-regent. My lands are growing and bringing in a decent income. And family affairs are finally settling as well. Mikaela is gone, but Charlotte has run to me—daughter of the prince and queen from a far northern country. A sorceress. A beauty. A distant relative of our minor king. Both parents are archmages. The marriage alliance will be concluded immediately after the mourning for the deceased ruler. Additional responsibilities fall on me, now that I’ve become part of the royal family—and for better performance, I’ve been granted the rank of general. Looks like things are getting better…