He wasn't a king or a prince. He was a simple tavern owner named "Honey Mug". But hidden beneath the innkeeper's guise was a master strategist. He built an empire that thrives on shadow trade, assembled an army from the forgotten, and began a secret war. He is the Lord of the North, and in his hands is not just a sword, but the mighty Lance of Longinus and the Shield of Achilles.The world thinks kings rule, but in reality, all are moved by him and his loyal agents: Green, Father Took, Hasan, and others. From crusades to battles against the ancient Cult of the Serpent, he collects powerful artifacts and expands his power.He's not just the ruler of a principality; he's the shadow lord of the entire empire. How far can a man who is not afraid to walk on the edge go?