I Cut Down a Tree at the Beginning and Became His Majesty the King?

Mark traveled through time and became the third son of the Duke of the North. He was exiled by his father to the northernmost town of Seger. The vast forest, the ferocious monsters, the druids who are both enemies and friends, the nobles with ulterior motives... With far-sightedness beyond the times, pioneering spirit of hard work, extraordinary wisdom and talent, and hundreds of millions of help from the lottery system. He started by cutting down trees, and gradually built the most glorious magic city on the continent, bringing happiness and peace to the people, and sending destruction and nightmares to the enemy. Magical craftsmen laid rails for armored trains, spell poets played "Lightning Troops March"; moose cavalry and magic tanks advanced together, and ancient war trees and multi-riveted steaming steel worked together to build a front that would crush everything... He was crowned king in the holy city of Lorentim. Facing the Pope's ardent gaze, he responded loudly: "I came here today to do only one thing. Reorganize the church! I have finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against!" Countless warriors eagerly agreed, clenching their right fists across their chests and shouting: "Loyalty!"