Jerry transmigrated to another world, where he became the twelfth prince of the Lucius Empire, the lord of a remote city, and acquired a Lord System.
He has no interest in claiming the throne. His sights are set on building a new empire in this otherworld.
Humans: "He's a peerless God of War with countless titles!"
Beastfolk: "Why was I born in the same age as this brilliant opponent? Why is he so good at predicting everything?"
Elves: "He's a silver-tongued rascal, so why do I find him kind of cute...?"
Monsters: "We hope the relevant authorities will do something about this. We can't take it anymore!"
Jerry smiled faintly. Behind him, countless powerful figures appeared, their forms hazy.
Among them were aloof sages and greedy scoundrels, adorable comedians and cunning schemers. They each had different abilities, and belonged to no empire. The people of this otherworld called them "Heroes."
They had another name, too: "The Summoned."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
