Philip transmigrated to a Western fantasy world of knights, mages, dragons, and griffins. As the ninth son of the Red Dragon Earl, he had no claim to the inheritance and was forced to head north to become a pioneering lord.
Then he unexpectedly awakened the [Daily Intelligence] System. With its help, he gathered treasures, raised an army, and developed his territory. Before long, his reputation began to spread...
[1: One kilometer north, a herd of running, horned elk will pass by a hillside at noon tomorrow.]
[2: Thirty-five frost wolves are hiding in a northwestern valley. They will attack your territory tonight.]
[3: Countess Maria of the Roses seems to have designs on you and is plotting something dangerous.]
[4: The northern barbarians are about to attack the border, and the Empire will suffer a devastating blow.]
While the southern nobles were still scheming against one another, Philip’s iron cavalry had already crushed the barbarian tribes and was bearing down on the capital.
A frost dragon roared above the Iron Wall.
