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Levi Summers is the only Dungeon Lord who can craft classes, the missing piece the System on Earth never had. He forges monsters, levels up where others can't, and builds a stronghold around the women who fight beside him. Blair rains fire from above while keeping them alive and Maddy drops enemies before they can so much as blink. They’re joined by Grace, the demon-kin healer. Only Levi can see her, and he promises to fix that.

Levi Summers is an F-rank tank freelancing E-rank instances for pocket change. He's got two skills, no party, and a past that still haunts him. When a routine run locks into a raid and his team dies around him, he redirects the boss's own lightning into its skull and claims a Dungeon Lord's crown. Hidden inside it: Class Smithing, the power to forge new classes and give anyone the ability to level up.

Riko's influence on the Kespian Isle is growing, but so are the dangers he faces. In the wake of his rising power gained in the lethal Arena, Riko and his female companions must navigate the treacherous politics of Kespian Isle, where Dwarven banking clans and the corrupt Arena Council weave perilous schemes. As autumn descends, Riko branches into new ventures and forges fresh alliances.

With my own county and holdings secured, it is time to fulfill a promise to my fierce and devoted moon elf warrior. In the east, orcs and goblins have all but beaten her people into submission. The bureaucrats and scheming nobles who rule the Concord won't help them, so it falls to me. We will journey east—an unlikely company consisting of the world's cutest wood elf baker, a high elf noble-in-hiding, a proud moon elf warrior, and of course myself, the mightiest war mage the world has ever known.

I survived the War of Cinders to live a quiet life, but corrupt politicians won’t leave us alone. To secure Aerenvale’s future, my beautiful elven companions and I are traveling to the capital to claim a county of my own. But Irendale is a pit of vipers and beneath the noble estates lies a rotting secret. I didn’t come to the capital to fight another war, but I’ll do whatever is necessary to protect what is mine. And hey, there’s the added advantage of seeing the girls in their most elegant dresses while we maneuver through the politics.

Recalled from the front lines to the species melting pot of the Kespian Isle, he is ordered to resurrect Domina 7 and claim dominance in the Grand Arena. A place where gladiators die for coin, power is bought with blood, and three kings vie to rake in the most taxes. To survive, Riko must build an estate of steel, magic, and loyalists… or be devoured by the competition.

Greedy nobles are tightening their grip on peaceful Aerenvale—taxes, bureaucracy, and a garrison to ensure we obey. No way in the Nine Hells… There is one way to stop them: claim Aerenvale as my own. To do it, I must face an ancient trial—one that judges more than strength.

After years of war, the necromancer Zaroth Karn finally lies dead at my feet, and I am one of the most powerful mages left standing. Now it’s time for peace—and to keep a promise to a fallen friend. He left me his quiet farmstead in the elven town of Aerenvale. With most men lost to the war, the women there could use a hand…or more.

For the first time in years, my staff, Ashmaker, is gathering dust. But Aerenvale has secrets of its own. Ancient machinery churns beneath the mud, and hidden tunnels hint that our quiet village was once something far older. When those buried powers begin to wake, I must protect my newfound farmstead…and the women who make it home.