Oleg Sapphire

I've finally gotten the message that this is no kind of vacation. Hell, I've had to spin around like a squirrel in a wheel! And the squirrels haven't even reached us yet . . . But I have enough headaches even without those furry little racist bastards.

Events are intensifying around Mikhail Bulatov. The emperor is starting to wonder how he could be just an ordinary Healer, and he's even considering entrusting him with a matter of special importance.

Ich hätte alles werden können: Koch, Chauffeur, Pianist, Künstler, Aristokrat. Aber wo wäre da der Spaß geblieben? In meinem früheren Leben war ich einer der berühmtesten Dämonologen. Gehörnte Fürsten und Meister der Hölle waren vor meinem Namen zurückgewichen und hatten vor Furcht gezittert.

Before, everything was different. I was reborn, I summoned my Drone Swarm, and I got back to my usual business—saving the Universe, obviously.

Yet again Varg's character lands him in difficult yet interesting situations, and his inability to yield or retreat has its consequences. This time he stands in the way of powerful entities trying to achieve their goals.

It seems there's something amiss in the Empire. I didn't choose my fate, but now I'm acquainted with the Empress, and so, like it or not, I've been pulled into big politics. As if I didn't have enough of my own problems already!

New enemies are ganging up on me. As if the old ones weren't enough! On the other hand—whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Alexander Galaxius is a name well known in the region of the Epicenter, mostly for the fact that I punish people who tick me off.

What does the Code have in store for me next? Looks like I'm never going to get to relax. This world I've ended up in is on the brink of a great war. It'll be a tragedy for its inhabitants.

It seems the Empire faces new challenges, and it's going to survive them. After all, it has a certain honored citizen—me, Alexander Galaxius, who won't let the massive country collapse even in the Emperor's absence.

Wer hätte geahnt, wie unerwartet sich die Ereignisse im Leben unseres Helden überschlagen würden–wer gestern noch ein Feind war, ist heute ein Verbündeter.

Wohin ist der Kaiser verschwunden? Wer zieht die Fäden der finsteren Verschwörung im Kaiserreich? Nutzen Feinde aus dem Ausland das Chaos für ihre eigenen Zwecke? Und vor allem: Ist Alexanderrr bereit, alles zu riskieren, um sich durch dieses gefährliche Netz aus Intrigen und Verrat zu kämpfen?

Sie waren nur eine Gruppe gewöhnlicher Dämonologen, die versuchten, einen gewöhnlichen Dämon zu beschwören…doch im Moment der Beschwörung ging etwas schief. Aber hey, ob Dämon oder Dämonologe, welchen Unterschied macht das schon? Mir war klar, dass ich so oder so meinen Spaß haben würde.

Why, oh why, are so many loath to have dealings with Healers? In other worlds, at least, everyone knows how powerful Healers of his rank are. But why is it no one realizes how great Healers are at negotiating and concluding contracts? And, moreover, they're fabulous managers. Although that might...

The army is no place for being idle. A bad soldier is one who can't get this into his head; one who'll do anything to get out of work, who's forever looking for a quiet corner where he can sit and do nothing. But Konstantin was not that soldier. Konstantin was always looking for ways to make...

Dark clouds continue to gather over the small principality of Liechtenstein. Or, more precisely, over its citizens, the common people. The aristocrats and authorities have been weaving their little schemes, and the rebels are still pursuing their own ends. All of them hide behind eloquent...

Das nächste Buch der Reihe! Die ideale Welt für den Soziopathen (Buch 14): https://www.amazon.de/dp/B0FPFHTCL3 Es scheint, dass Varg Menschen gefunden hat, mit denen er sich im Geiste verbunden fühlt. Menschen, die für ständige Schlachten und üppige Bankette leben.

I was the most powerful healer in my world—the best, having devoted my entire life to mastering the art of healing. And yet, for whatever reason, my brother feared that I sought to claim his throne, and he marshaled his forces against me. Anyway, it doesn't matter, all the same I'd been...

„Achte den Ehrenkodex und du wirst in deinem nächsten Leben ruhen!“, sagten sie. „Das wird ein Spaß!“, beteuerten sie.

Die Bevölkerung des Fürstentums Liechtenstein hat stets nach Unabhängigkeit gestrebt, aber das widersprach den Plänen des Imperiums! Zumal auch die Nachbarstaaten das Fürstentum nach wie vor als ihr Eigentum betrachteten.

Es gibt offensichtlich Leute, die noch immer nicht begriffen haben, wer Michail Bulatow wirklich ist–welche Gründe das auch haben mag. Es sind diejenigen, die in ihm weiterhin nichts als einen Heiler sehen.