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... erritory. A blazing sun hung high in the sky, baking the earth until the very air seemed to warp with heat.
Yet Roning was dressed in stuffy noble attire, walking along a smooth, bluestone-paved road toward the highest point of the estate—the Wushan Fortress.
Just over ten minutes ago, he had been a game designer pulling an all-nighter on a project proposal. He never expected to die from overwork, only to be reborn in an Otherworld as the son of a nobleman.
He hadn’t even ...
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