The Crows Heart. The Count

The death of the tank crewman was instantaneous. The awakening of Count Vorontsov was nightmarish. He opened his eyes in the body of a man whom everyone despised. In a world where history took a different path. Here, the old gods are still remembered, and in the depths of the Ural Mountains, the Great Serpent — an ancient evil that feeds on fear — still stirs. The last scion of the Vorontsov family inherited nothing but a cursed reputation and a Dragoon. The enormous battle armor stood as a silent guardian in the ancestral castle, holding secrets that would be better left undiscovered. But the Worm sect is already too close. They seek not just land; they need the blood of the last count. A stranger in a noble body must understand one thing: in this Empire, there are no accidental deaths. And the Dragoon does not choose its master without reason.