I got it, I got it! Like any decent victim, the hero ended up in the body of a boyar’s son, the only heir to untold riches and vast lands... It would seem that everything was fine, the very beginning of the 13th century, his own skills remained, his afterlife had not gone away. Live and be happy! But there is always a fly in the ointment... Before I had time to come to my senses after the transfer, I found myself in prison due to an evil slander! There are no relatives, they were killed, there is no one to say a word in defense! The inherited property, as it turned out, had already been taken away, the patrimonial lands had sunk into an unknown direction. It’s good that at least there’s a small house left to live in. That's all! Spin as best you can, survive! How can you survive here if the governor and the mayor are plotting behind your back and sending you to obvious death? Yes, times in Rus' are always difficult, no matter how you choose them. The Lithuanian army is advancing uncontrollably, plundering and ruining the lands of Toropetsk, Novgorod and Smolensk. The Vatican is preparing another crusade against the Slavs, the coast of Estonia is systematically captured by hordes of Danes. And Rus', as always, is torn apart by princely and boyar feuds!