Global Lord: I Swear I’m Not a Lucky Bastard!

Inside the temple of the Flame Dragon Kingdom!

The king who ruled a vast domain sat upon a solemn black throne!

At the foot of the stairs, a giant dragon clad in red scales lay sprawled on the ground, dozing!

"Protecting your safety is the sole meaning of my life!"

Below the king's steps stood the Storm Sword Saint, her eyes fixed only on the master she regarded as a god.

"I wish to become a sharp sword in Your Majesty's hand and cut down every obstacle in your path."

The Wrath of the War God, who struck fear into countless enemies, swore an oath to the king.

"Your will is my desire!"

The Forbidden Archmage, renowned throughout the world for vast knowledge, pledged allegiance to the king.

"May the light always be with you!"

The Messenger of Light led the king's flock, spreading his will.

Outside the temple, countless citizens of the Flame Dragon Kingdom gazed at it with reverence.

The soldiers stood in orderly ranks, vowing to expand the king's domain and earn his blessings.

And their king, at first, had been merely one among trillions of lords, ruling a tiny patch of land.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.