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
Ainz went outside the Lord's Hall and walked towards the three areas where the edges of the village were. He watched and observed while picturing out the imaginary pillars that he would construct.As for the pillars, they were the Demon-killing arrays or the Murim, Elemental, and Integrator arrays. The next ones were the Demon-stopping barriers or the Demon weakening barrier, Monster repelling barrier, and Shield barrier. "This is a good place to put them," he made a square out of his fingers while watching its hole as he looked from afar. He needed to put a contingency plan when it comes to protecting the village. He doesn't know how strong the enemies were. As for these barriers and arrays, it could only protect them from Legend rank enemies and below. As for mythical to god-rank demons, it would not be as much effective. They needed to at least on themselves or from the Gods that ascended. Well, they were all his past comrades and maybe could help in direst times. As for his prow
"What? Longevity? How?" They all chorused."I will teach you how first," Ainz winked his left eye. "Follow me then," he said.They all followed him and they went inside his room. "Find a comfortable spot to sit and then we will start," Ainz commanded them.They heeded his advice and then sat on the floor. Others were on his bed. "Okay, then we will start," Ainz then started his instructions, "First was to sense the specks of mana in the body. Next was to absorb it towards your mana core. Slowly, you will absorb the mana in the air. After that, you will expel impurities from your body with every rank up. Easy right?" They soon look at each other and then start to get it. They soon started to cultivate and then they all were fast in their progress. Having years of battle experience made them fast to adapt. Although they were a little late compared to those of the outside world. They soon made a breakthrough and they sweated impurities. Making them reach Earth realm stage 2."Continu
Ainz was in his war room and he was surrounded by the 8 primordials. They looked menacing, all confident, and eager to teach. Apt to do and able to. They all were ready and Ainz was concerned and they were overzealous to teach him. Eyes were sparkling with a burning passion. He was like a cornered rat from a cat. Being taught by them was what was his dream. Now the problem was if they would overdo it. He would be having trouble catching up.He needed to be prepared. Especially his mind and heart. It would soon start and he would be training in their arts. All would be in the right place and at the right time. He would be having a rigorous week ahead. His rest would be short-lived and his peaceful days would have to end shortly. They were ready to let the class begin. As far as Ainz was concerned, they would teach him their techniques and it would be tasking on their part."We will teach you the basics. The Primordial technique was divided into 8 groups of clans that merged. Having