Exiled to the North? Starting in ruins? Surrounded by powerful enemies? Lance Horton didn't think it would be a big problem. Because his life had become his favorite game—except that he had to earn the currency and experience points in real life. Looking at the incredibly expensive troop prices and astronomical upgrade costs in the system, and thinking about that count's son thousands of miles away who wished him dead... Lance gave a "friendly" smile. "First, let's set a small goal: earn a hundred million!" "Then, get a full complement of elite Imperial armored cavalry so I can experience the power of Sky Knights myself." "Finally? Of course, I'll go back home to 'thank' my father for his 'cultivation,' and have a good 'catch-up' with that count's son." This is an unconventional lord story about how to work hard to "pay-to-win" and become stronger in a fantasy world, and ultimately succeed in "recharging." (Lord, you need to work hard to earn money and upgrade your soldiers!?)

In the howling northern wilderness, Louis Calvin wrapped himself in a wolfskin cloak and stood alone on an ice cliff.

As the son of a duke, he was thrown into this permafrost wilderness by his family in the name of "opening up glory".

He thought he was doomed, but he didn't expect the daily intelligence system to be activated:

[Thirty-seven frozen hungry wolves are lurking in the southeast valley and will raid the territory tonight.]

[The corpse of an ancient god will float out of the ice lake at dawn, and the divinity of winter will remain in its heart.]

[The Plantagenet Church will regard you as a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knights have embarked on the road to the north]

[The undead frenzy will sweep across the continent, and only one in a million humans will survive.]

...

While the southern nobles were scheming for power, Louis's cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes.

The frost dragon roared over the Frost Iron Wall.

Winter has arrived, and this storm will eventually engulf the entire continent.