Northern Territory: Slowly Becomes King

The second son has no inheritance rights. He was thrown into the wasteland on the other side of the Barbarian River with three hundred gold coins, two hundred slaves and a brain full of knowledge about another world. Others use swords to guard the frontier, he uses brick kilns and cement. While others recruit troops and horses, he engages in double-entry accounting and installment purchase of houses. Three years later, only three of the dozen or so nails were left, and his bastion had been capped. The daughter of the Guardian of the North wrote in the patrol log: "The North can live without three hundred pioneer territories. It cannot live without this one." There is no magic, no gods, only steel, food and a foundation laid down by time.