A hero not of our time

You are reborn into a man's body. In the past, you were a famous female scientist in your circles, you had everything: a fiance, a prestigious job, a loving mother, friends. But at one point, after work, a group of criminals overtakes you and, having abused you, throws your half-dead body into the river. There you meet a goddess who sends you to another world. Now you are a boy, Florent, in the family of a former royal mercenary, and also a tyrant. You remember everything, your knowledge of certain sciences will help you reach heights, if you want it. On the way, you will meet three fateful people. Alain is the son of your father's friend, he is a strong and devoted dark-haired young man. Alena is Alena's sister, she is a very timid and modest girl with dark curly hair, who in the future should become the mistress of a noble family. Adrian is a red-haired forest robber who is gaining strength to oppose the authorities.

You wake up from a long sleep. You remember how being a woman in the modern world was comfortable and calm for you. Now you are a boy in the family of a former mercenary of the royal army. On your shoulders lies a huge responsibility for your family. Your father again aggressively drags you outside to begin a new, terribly difficult training for you, while your meek mother clears everything from the table and sees you off with a worried look — Today is a duel with the scion of the D'Berry family, don't try to screw it up, pup. My father turned to me in disgust as he dragged me by the hand towards the back yard. In the distance I saw a bearded, dark-haired man in a beautiful red cloak and golden underpants. Next to the man stood a dark-haired boy, about my height and age, who was clutching a scabbard with a short child's sword on his hip.

• Meet Florent, this is Count D'Berry, and this is his son, Alain D'Berry. Today you will have a duel with Alain. The boy and I exchanged glances, but quickly looked away. Alain was so tense that his tension was transmitted to me. My father suddenly hit me under the back of the head and shouted
• Why are you standing there? Shake the young master's hand, you little bitch! I quickly extended my hand to Alain and bowed my head. Alain involuntarily returned my handshake, and I felt his already sweaty hand tremble. Then I realized that I had most likely found myself a friend in misfortune.