Ainz then prepared for the coming examination. He and his team needed to at least pass it so they would be included in the prodigy classes. He also made a briefing for them to join him in his training. They soon agreed with his call.Morning came and they were already outside of his room. Druin and the others were still yawning as they still felt sleepy."Guys! All of you! In a pumping position!" Ainz yelled at them.They can wanna cry at the moment. Others were still tired and their thighs still hurt from their past exercises. Also, they felt weak after a few days of tiring practice.They soon made sit-ups and push-ups. Then ran around the courtyard. Ainz then put weights on their arms and feet and they can only weep as they were barely able to lift their feet and arms. "Man, I can't move a bit. We are so tired, master!" Astrid complained. They all have a weary mood right at that moment. "Endure it, we can't surrender yet!" Astrid consoled him. Patting his back."Your foundations
Examination arrived and it was time for them to be assessed whether they would pass or not. Failing only means one thing and it was to be expelled. That's why Ainz was heavily training them all out. Having been training for several days, they all felt confident. But as for Ainz, he was the anxious one.He was the weakest of them all that's why. And he was not bragging that he was their leader. He was ashamed that he was the weakest. That, he walked towards the school. He walked towards the school as well as the others. They accompanied him along the way. "Master, you look pale and sweating. Any problems?" Asked Truin looking worried."Uh that, haha. Just a bit tense and excited on the examination that is," Ainz said in a low voice. "Oh, I see, well master is the strongest! No examination will be too hard for him!" Ellis then coughed. "Haha, I see. We should hurry up as we walk," Ainz said to them.There were many students aside from them. They were also heading to the testing site
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