They call me: Great Baron of Purple Forest/Baron of Marigold/Viscount of Broken Star/Viscount of Sunset Day/Count of Red Jade/Marquis of the North/Grand Duke of Dragon Breath/Hand of the Queen of Night/Regent of the Empire...
They also call me: Human Emperor of the Apocalypse Era/Prophet who Slays Dragons and Gods/Son of Phynxia/Hope of the Tree of Regen/Phoenix God who Protects the Entire Territory...
In fact, I just farm, pick up wild equipment, brew wine, repair roads, mine, smelt iron, do trade, blast soldiers, play with birds, use a bird's eye view to observe my female knights and female half-elf hunters, and occasionally ride my druids.
I just killed a few disobedient bad lords, killed a dragon resurrected by the evil god, robbed the most beautiful princess of the flower of the empire twice, and slaughtered a high-dimensional paradise and twelve guys who claimed to be gods.
They asked me to ascend the throne, and I refused.
——Said His Majesty Rowe Valentine.
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One sentence introduction: A Western fantasy novel about the struggle for supremacy between lords, with the focus on the struggle for supremacy.

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