Ainz immediately went up from his bed and then prepared for the meantime. He has a mission to clear and he prepared. Their family was indebted to a corrupt lord named Lezar. He was wealthy and had a slavery market under his hands. Also has many henchmen that fetch slave-to-be and raid the villages to loot them. Also, burn them to the ground.Ainz was biting his lower lips and he loathed the person. He was a big fatty with a mustache that he liked to stroke much. Ainz met him in the past and he didn't expect that he would meet him this fast in his second life. He would not think twice to sell off his citizens that can't pay their debts for a certain price. And so, he went to his realm. His people were barely surviving and many were poor enough to become slaves as they couldn't meet the quota of their lord per harvest. Making many people become his slaves and sold in the slave market. Ainz walked in the streets and was disguised with his hoody robes. He saw many famished villagers al
Ainz gave them food but he was not yet finished. He bribed each lord to give their slaves and beggars for him and gave them a huge sum of money. Well, he transported them into his realm immediately. Ainz then contacted the Alchemist guild and converted his money to construction materials and food. Also hired many workers in different fields.A great migration happened and it sure news to tell in every tavern of Venafar. The news spread like a wildfire in every man's mouth."You know that Lord of Bloodsworn realm was recruiting many beggars and let them eat! I am amazed that even the slaves are made into common citizens and even given a roof to sleep on," said one beggar."Really? We must go and see for ourselves! We can live better there," said another beggar to him.They all said good news and they were all having fun while discussing it. They soon made preparations for their migration. Meanwhile, located inside the slavers market. The place was dark and many weak groans were heard
Ainz was getting desperate to know his primordial path. And so, he investigated and asked for info from here and there. Libraries were searched and even maps were collected. He was searching for the Legend of the Lost Realm. The place where the Primordials have disappeared. Or hiding. Well, he can't confirm it yet even with his experience and knowledge. A thousand years have passed and he didn't know what happened to them. If his memory would cheat him, they were met in the last Primordial Wars in that Ainz participated.They vanished after the war has ended. Making humanity lose its protector. Well, due to it, new Martial paths have emerged.The informants were a bit pricey and took a deal on his fortune. But at least Ainz would get what he needed. And money was not even a problem for him. Several days passed and then he managed to gather all information that he needed. With the help of the Alchemist association, he has spread the information and has reached several miles from whe
Ainz has arrived in the lost realm and found a village. Though he never expected that he would see them being enslaved. The demons also said that the Primordials were dead or slaughtered. Adding up to his worries that their situation here was already that dire. The said dream was crushed and it made Ainz bite his lower lips. Adding up to his regret was, he was too late. Or so he hoped not.He freed the slaves and they made him their Lord instead. Making him massage his temples as he thinks things through. But! It was not a bad offer!He immediately smirked and chuckled. It was time to be a Lord instead. "Okay, I accept," Ainz said to the village elder."Yes! Thank you so much! May we ask our Lord's name?" the elder asked politely."I am Ainz Bloodsworn," Ainz bowed slightly."We should celebrate! Though we don't have much," the elder said in worry.Ainz was chuckling, "Don't force a celebration if we became starved as a result. Save up the food and we must survive," Soon after, Ainz
Ainz built three halls for the Martial paths. All have their training grounds to offer. Also, some quarters for them to stay. They all were training day by day and the training grounds were always busy and sometimes chaotic. With their prowess growing, they all were confident to defend their village from enemies.Ainz visited the Murim Halls and Frederick immediately greeted his presence."I welcome the great Lord Ainz!" he bowed.Ainz let him stand straight and then patted his back. "How are our trainees?" Ainz asked."They are getting stronger day by day my liege!" he snappily said."Good," Ainz then was reassured.He was worried that they would be attacked by demons someday and so their growth was a must. "Let me see them for a while," he immediately exited the halls and saw the training grounds.The place has a wide space for practice. Weapons were all lined up and settled in weapon wracks and the place was walled that encompassed it. The Murim martial artists were having a sync
The scouts saw the upcoming army and the villagers saw them up in the hills. The wind was whooshing as they saw them. Having the weather in a chilly and shady atmosphere. The flags fluttered as the demons carried them. Making them seen as having protruding poles in their vast formations. The drums beat again as they started to march. Other demons were in the skies and they flocked toward them. The General was on the skies, armored with golden full-plated armor. Watching the vast village that he could liberate. He was thinking of making them punished for their insolence and they should not return to them as slaves once more. Their deaths would pay the price of angering them. "Kill them!" the general shouted.They soon attacked from the air and the land. Both forces were in a thousand. Thinking of their numbers, it would be a tough fight. Ainz then saw them and the cultivators were only numbered 300 plus. It would be a total disadvantage if they would only rely on their numbers.But
Ainz tested the 700 new villagers and they all were assigned to their martial paths and became cultivators. He was in his new Lord's Hall and was in his room. He was sipping coffee that they freshly brewed and was watching the new census of the village population. Frederick entered giving him freshly baked bread. He has a younger look and his wrinkles have disappeared. Ainz thought that it was due to his cultivation that his impurities have washed out from his body. "Sir, your bread," he closed the door and then paved towards Ainz. He had assumed the position of doing the task of being Ainz's butler. "Thanks, Frederick. How's the realm?" Ainz asked."The scouts reported that there was a disturbance in the forest. Seems trouble was approaching," he was looking at Ainz with a more serious look. "I see, let us investigate more," Ainz felt curious and so, he investigated himself. Together with the scouts, they traveled in the forest and scouted while encompassing the realm. The forest
Ainz together with his men escorted the visitors toward their village. These men felt domineering and would be seen as strong ones even just at a glance. His men were always looking at them for a moment and couldn't help but be amazed at their looks.The tribes sure have their battle attire and make them look different from each other. As they marched towards the roads, the tribes were having a chit-chat with each other along the road."Eon, can we trust these people?" Leon asked."Maybe, they are the only humans we could ask for help," he replied then coughed."Can we liberate them?" Pain asked, Eon jolted and then replied, "Of course not! Have you seen their patrol groups? They are already that strong!" he then lowered his voice."We should think of them as allies that could fight the common enemy," Eon then patted their backs.They soon arrived at the village and saw a concealing barrier erected. Ainz then opened it and they entered. They were shocked that they already have advance