![]() ![]() Her memories, and her will, were things Granville couldn’t afford to ignore. Maribel’s own brothers, in fact, had never even met the Five Elders before. Even a princess directly related to Granville wouldn’t have so much as a chance to see him. He was the oldest among the Five Elders who held actual power in the Council, while still serving as head of the Rozzos, who had taken root in the Western Nations. That council was built hundreds of years ago by Granville Rozzo, the great founder of the Rozzo family and a mysterious, seemingly ageless figure. In this world filled with monsters and chaos, nations couldn’t afford to squabble with one another it was natural that something like the Council of the West would be formed. Her family was in the ruling class, the people calling the shots in the Western Nations. Maribel’s life was a happy one, all the way to the end of her natural life span.Īnd now she was here, born as a princess in the small Kingdom of Seltrozzo. Burnt homes, lost families, wailing people. Kill or be killed a vivid hellscape bathed in blood. In her previous life, she had all the finances she wanted to her, war was just another pawn for her to use. She had memories of being a ruler in Europe. ![]() Maribel had been resurrected as an otherworlder.
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