AG: I Crown You Emperor at the End of Another World

"No golden finger, just one life and a head full of schemes. She wants the crown, but I want control of the entire empire behind it."

A grievous abdominal wound, hypothermia, and death's door: that was all Percival received when he transmigrated to another world. Betrayed and killed in his previous life, he'd long since deemed kindness and trust the most useless of luxuries. Then the hunted princess shared with him the last bit of warmth she had, in an act so foolish it was almost laughable.

He would put this princess on the throne she had dreamed of. He decided she was the only living treasure in the world worth investing in.

The next moment, the hounds on their trail arrived, and the princess was alone. Percival hauled his battered body upright, a cold, wicked smile curling his lips.

Fine. Let this frozen wasteland be the chessboard, and the crown the wager. He would clear every obstacle from her path, enemies and allies alike. After all, investing in a queen was far more profitable than becoming a hero.