When he woke up, Lorraine became a shabby baron on the most desolate frontier of another world.
What he faced was the crumbling wind-leaking castle, a dozen sallow and skinny locals, the barren salt-alkali land, and the looming green light of wolves in the wilderness.
The nobles of the kingdom regard him as a joke in exile, and the surrounding forces are eyeing his small population.
There are no artifacts provided by the system, no treasures left by predecessors, only the intellectual mind from the modern world, and a stubbornness that will never bow to fate.
