After the villagers calmed down, not many have been killed, these beastmen did fight to protect their weak and died honorably by battle. Even if I can’t call these people useless, and they have all died with their weapons still gripping in their hands even when it was cut off their body it never dropped the blades they used.

“I have a request.” Jona

With the knowledge of my magic isn’t that high, but blood art… is like it’s something vampires naturally knew, when I first got into this form all that information was intergraded right into my mind. My alchemy, my Witches magic all of it all was thrown into my mind leaving me with a headache but nothing to slow my movements or make me sick.

Therefore I know how to honor these warriors… I will make them a experiment with my blood magic~

They will become the wall and guardians of these people, and a new toy for me.

The village head surrounded by what I guess is their warriors walked towards me holding his head high with great pride and vigor in his eyes even if is old he isn’t one to underestimate…. Interesting….

“What is it?” Village Head

He didn’t even seem to speak with any formalities, such interesting…. Really why couldn’t I use him as a toy for this instead? The ones that died… probably are nowhere near as strong.

“I want to do an experiment on your dead” Jona

“You want to what!” Village Head

“You dirt-“ Warrior A

He was shut up by a blade that I stuck into his mouth although it didn’t harm him too much, I didn’t want to hear what he had to say… after all none of these people have any value to me other then the leader.

“I will be sure to ask them, but I believe they would rather use their bodies to protect their loved ones more than being rotten corpses” Jona

The other warriors seemed to want to protest but the leader raised his hand then looked at me while eyeing my sword as if to tell me to sheath it so I pulled it back and did so while stepping back a little.

“how would you ask them?” Leader

Yeah… let’s call him leader… it’s easier on me then remembering any of their names… though they did tell me earlier… but they were too big to even pronounce.

I tilted my head, how else did he think I would? I mean they died with regret there for they are still standing there…. Wait does this mean they can’t see them? That would… be moot point if I can’t prove it.

“I can see the dead that have died with regret.” Jona

If they agree to my request and make an oath to me… they can be brought back to life for one year, in that time they can finish what they left undone… but this… I need  to… know if this actually works because it takes too much power to do it otherwise…

“Can you prove it?” Leader

“No, but if they agree I can give them a new body, though their life will be only for one year, and they can never leave this village, the most they can do… is maybe walk a little bit out of it, but the farther they go… the more their souls are drawn to the afterlife.” Jona

Come on… keep on the act for them, and if they agree~ I can have fun messing with the dead…. Though I would hate if it failed….

All well all life is about is gambling at the right chances~ and seeing what your given~ hehehe it just makes me happy to see what could happen.

“Go ahead then.” Leader

“Villag-“ Warrior A

“Shut up, even if they died as warriors, they didn’t die with honor! They didn’t even scratch though things! With that disgrace all of us would agree to sell our souls to the devil to redeem our honor!” Leader

He is indeed as interesting as I thought.

All well… I hope this will not be boring…

Looking at the warriors that have fallen.

“Do you all swear to follow the Oath of Blood, and fight and become the foundation for my conquest! If you want to redeem your honor like your Leader has said then kneel before me and swear to be my warriors of blood! Swear on the Oath of blood, your ancestors and your God! That if you fulfill your Oath in one year’s time you will be given extra time to settle your lives regrets!” Jona

Come on keep playing this. Agree to me become my toys~

“We swear by Oath of Blood to fight and become your warriors in hopes for honor of battle that our ancestors loved, and here by swear by the God of War we will fulfill this Oath!” all Dead warriors

Ooh… interesting… I didn’t think they would want to come back heeheheh~

“Then by the Blood of Flames shall take your bone, your blood and your body to create your new lives as living weapons for my cause, by binding you to this village your job is to raise warriors for me in the time of need for one year’s time we will crush all that oppose us! By this I swear to the Goddess of Time that in one year’s time I will release you to settle your regrets before your everlasting rest!” Jona

A binding white light appeared before me while a glowing red one appeared around their bodies as proof the gods have heard this oath before vanishing.

Raising my hand towards their bodies taking all their blood into a ball above my hand, while their bones came out of their body with great force splitting their skin like paper before floating in front of me slowly turning to powder….

Then the last part is to take the rest of their body and torn it to ash… with my free hand I raised it and cast a fireball towards their bodies turning what was left to ash before it floated up and mixed with the bone powder…

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While all this has been going on my health is dropping rapidly because I have to constantly inject my own blood in with their ashes, leaving me no choice but to drink blood potions to keep from dying from this.

And then once I mixed their blood with the ash and powder and started having them take shape of what I think they would of looked like… only problem is once it was done… the bodies didn’t exactly come back as the same age but younger, more like most of them were over thirty in looking ended up being around the age of eighteen.

All of them kneeled before me as I had gone pale from the lack of blood on my part and even after drinking all the blood potions it only brought enough back for me to be at least fifty percent of my total health.

You’re probably wondering why I am doing this right.

Well as soon as the undead was defeated, and that girl… left me hanging, they started talking about a set war that has been going on, how the humans have been raiding their villages and forcing them to be slaves, as well as fodder for holding off the undead….

And the undead have also been coming to take them to increase their ranks of undead soldiers… they haven’t been given any breaks since three months ago, they have had over half of their women taken by the humans, as well as most children. Leaving only the old and the warriors behind, cause they will be ordered to march in a few days or their children and women will be killed.

And they want me to go to the town a day away… where the human army has been staying at to save their women and children along with the town’s folk… I first refused… but Nimue and Kira double teamed me into helping this rabble…. Such a pain right?

They call themselves warriors… yet they couldn’t protect their own, and better yet became slaves and constantly been fighting off the undead… to we came… they seem to think we are scouts from the Elven kingdom… such a pain I didn’t feel like correcting them but Nimue… did anyhow… and once they knew I came from the Flame Clan they been even more annoying.

The point is their kingdom is under war from the human side and the undead side, and can’t defend itself much longer.

Why can’t they? Well that is pretty easy to figure out the undead doesn’t tire, and most of their warriors are tied off keeping the majority of them back.

While the humans decided it was a good idea to use the Beast Kingdom as the battleground and use their people as foot soldiers while their kingdom is rather much living with ease, aside from a few undead here and there.

 So… instead of worrying about this rabble I decided to bring their dead to make them my slaves to protect this village while they take the remaining children and train them how to fight, even if they would be useless in actually fighting the undead, they at least can fight the humans. Hell I even told them to train the remaining women here… it’s like they didn’t fight? Really? They would increase their own survival if they were warriors too.

As to what I am doing now?

Well whipping these whelps into shape by making them all fight me to see what these so called warriors really are… of course I won’t use magic, or my weapon… but let’s see if they can even do anything.

“Alrighty~ Now that that is settled~ time for that party~ all of you whelps that call yourselves Warriors come at me with all you got! If you can lay a single scratch on me I will give you a proper weapon~” Jona

Then took one of the beginner weapons I had made back in the game with my blacksmithing. Never thought I would have use for these things…. Well they are just a few axes, spears, swords, and daggers with stat bonus… of like plus thirty depending on the weapon and usually only one or two stats are plus they even have stuff like minor bleed or poison effects on them.

What that seems more then beginner weapons? Well… imagine a beginner weapon completely maxed out and was crafted as masterwork… they ended up being blue rarity in the game, though pretty sure it’s just a step above uncommon so I guess just rare? Cause they are the lighter blue, while as the step right after green was a dark blue… but all in all they aren’t that good since I was aiming for the golden rarities.

But that isn’t the main point, the point is a warriors life is also the weapons life… them seeing something they deemed useful and high quality they would put the effort to try to earn it… there was a few asking if I was sure…. But after they made sure I was serious they all came at me at the same time? Really… I guess pack mentality is how they fight…

So disappointing.. they are all unorganized and aren’t even striking properly with their weapons…. Seriously? I keep dodging around them with my hands even behind my back with a bored look the whole time cause they left themselves open for the most part with their swings… all I had to do was slide under their legs… or move in between the gaps of their swings… cause each other was there they stopped their attacks as I used their own friends as shields by moving around behind them.

Even taunts… and insults… didn’t get them to be any fun….

After about an hour or two they all dropped breathing heavy while I just sighed at them.. are these warriors? Or just country bumpkins? Or is just this world that weak? Nah… can’t be that girl… nearly broke my arm with her swing and if I didn’t defend when I did… she would have killed me with just one blow.

“You are not warriors… but weaklings…” Jona

Sigh….. why is it never fun when I try to make things fun? Only when its random streaks of good luck..

All well no point in getting upset… I had expected these whelps being useless but they aren’t any better than average people… they just have a bit more raw power then the other races… I could tell that, but if they can’t hit them they are nothing more than weak useless bystanders that get in the way.

They were all mad at my remark to them but none of them seemed to have the energy to get up. I guess training them would be more fun? Maybe they’ll become fun once their movements and stances are fixed? But… the time it would take to teach them the women and children could be harmed, killed or worse.

“I will leave you these weapons…. But in return I want you to remember my moves, and practice it on your own. If I come back for another round of fun and you disappoint me again… I will deem you nothing more than weak pets that can do nothing without a master!” Jona

They eyed me with such hatred… good!

I picked up each weapon one at a time while slowly doing each stance down to the foot work to how to handle the weapons with the deadly force to leave next to no opening, well… every strike in combat has an opening, like with a axe cause it’s heavy there is a blind spot, and against a faster weapon if they strike right after you or before your dead.

Same goes for the swords I gave… since they are big men I gave them what others call great swords that are pretty heavy, some call them bastard swords, but to me they are way too big… just the blade is taller than I am.

The spears… well everyone knows their weakness is if someone gets too close and can maintain the strikes they can at most defend but striking usefully is a bit hard to do so.

The daggers are fast but they leave less changes of defense since they can only block a small space at a time.

But surprisingly after they rested a bit they started to copy my movements and stances… though sloppy they seem to be a little better than before so I leave it to them…. What?

Did you expect me to guide them farther? We… that would be too much of a pain and no fun since they can get their own understanding of it.

So… after that’s done I decided to get my meal… alone in a hay hut with and drank the blood that tasted like the world’s best juice~

“So.. you agree to help them in this war?” Nimue

“If I didn’t you would just beg me to it got annoying…” Jona

And Rose too… though she’s been silent for the most part… I know she wants me to help these people. As for me, I just want to know why these undead like zombies are the same as on that island… and why that girl looked similar to me.

Nah… the real thing I want is to see how far I can go, what thrills of battle… the secrets of this world and all the fun that comes around. Though so far… I doubt I have ever had to get serious in this form… if that girl didn’t leave I am sure I would have had been nearly beat to death or died, but she left… for what reason I don’t know.

“Good… we just need to worry about how to protect Kira” Nimue

“She’ll be fine… After all she has us~ Her magic is also stronger than mine…” Jona

“Yes I agree.” Nimue

We both looked down at the sleeping girl to the right of Nimue… while I am at the left side, as to why? Well… this hut is too small and it’s more interesting this way and more comfy then these hard pillows I rather use something soft.

Sigh… I hope tomorrow will be more interesting cause if it is this boring and full of nothing but whelps, trash, undead and other useless things…. I will die of boredom. I hope I see that girl again~ I want to test my limits~