"Where are we?” (???)

“Mommy!?” (???)

“Where’s that asshole of a master at!? I’m gonna gut him like the fucking pig he is!” (???)

“FREEDOM!!!” (???)

“W-we’re free?!” (???)

I heard multiple voices I didn’t recognize when I woke up.

“W-what happened?” (Vincent)

I asked.

“Oh, sir. Don’t you remember? You torched the entire capital city along with most of the inhabitants… but, you teleported us, the slaves and everyone with a pure heart… that heartless version of you is quite the smart one” (Alex)

Alex said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

I looked around and saw various races.

Humans, High Elves, Dark elves, Dwarves, Lizardmen, Beastmen, Lamia, Gnomes, Fairies and a few undead.

“Hello there, my friends. I am Grenov… and our Lord has saved you!!!” (Grenov)

All of a sudden, I heard Grenov shouting. So, I turned around and saw Grenov on a stage, with a big smile on his face.

‘What the fuck is he doing!?’ (Thoughts)

I thought.

“Who the fuck are you!? Elf!?” (Beastman)

A large lion beastman shouted.

“I, am Grenov. A servant of my lord. The same Lord who freed you all from being torched along with Uristal, might I add” (Grenov)

Grenov said with pride in his voice.

“So, he’s the guy who torched the place? Where is he! I want to give him a kiss!” (Dark elf)

A busty dark elf with several scars across her body said with a grin.

“Well, he’s actually in the crowd with all of you. You see, he passed out along with all of you… transporting thousands of people would do that to even the most powerful magus” (Grenov)

Grenov said with a smile.

And with that, everyone looked around. Trying to figure out who the lord was.

…

Sadly, literally, everyone ignored me.

Then, I heard something.

“Yes! I am your savior! I am the lord of this elf here!” (???)

The voice was that of a small child… probably eight or nine years old.

“Worship me! For I am your new king! Vaughn!” (Vaughn)

The kid shouted while laughing.

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‘This little cunt’s going to steal my thunder!!!’ (Thoughts)

I thought.

“...” (Everyone)

Luckily, everyone just ignored him.

“... so, nobody’s figured it out yet?... My lord, can you please come up?” (Grenov)

Grenov asked, politely.

“Fine” (Vincent)

I replied as I teleported onto the stage.

“...Hi” (Vincent)

I said as I awkwardly waved.

“...” (Everyone)

They were all confused.

“Ha… hahaha… this must be a joke! That puny human is the “lord”? I’d much rather believe the brat! Okay, elf! Joke time’s over! Who is actually the lord?” (Lion beastman)

The lion beastman asked in a threatening manner.

“I wish you would kneel” (Vincent)

I said in a monotone voice.

“Huh?” (Lion beastman)

The lion beastman began to kneel.

“I wish… ALL OF YOU SHALL KNEEL!!!” (Vincent)

I shouted at the top of my lungs, causing everyone in front of me. Including Grenov. To kneel before me.

‘This is actually… kind of fun’ (Thoughts)

I thought.

“Wha- what’s happening!?” (Dark elf)

“I-I can’t move!” (Dwarf)

“Why can’t I bloody move!?” (Human)

People started shouting… it’s giving me a headache.

“I wish you would be… SILENT!!!” (Vincent)

I shouted.

“...” (Everyone)

Nobody could speak.

“There… that’s better. Now, I want to say something. I saved you all on a whim. Okay? You’re not special, I just thought I should try to balance some things out… since I’m the one who torched the entire place. I thought “Eh, why not save a few lives too, what harm could that do?” Okay. Once again. You’re not special! If you want to leave, fine. I won’t stop you, but if you want to fight with us. And fight for your freedom, go ahead… now, who wants to leave?” (Vincent)

I asked.

“...” (Everyone)

Nobody spoke.

“Oh, right… I wish you could speak and stop kneeling” (Vincent)

I muttered.

“I’m getting out of here!” (Lion beastman)

“Me too!” (Dwarf)

“Can I come with you guys?” (Fairy)

“Wait up!” (Dark elf)

Several… hundred left on the spot and several more left a while later. Leaving a grand total of… two hundred and fifty new soldiers.

“Well, good enough… it’s better to have an army of soldiers than an army of slaves” (Vincent)

I said.

“Now! Let’s get you guys a meal and some new clothes! Then we’ll do some training!” (Vincent)

I shouted.

“Sir yes sir!” (Everyone)

Everyone shouted in unison.

‘Holy shit, they’re already like an army’ (Thoughts)

I thought.

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It’s been a week since the training began. And I will say this, they’re all pretty talented. They can hit the targets three out of five times and only after a weeks training… that’s pretty good if I say so myself.

“Sir, did we do good?” (Dwarf)

One of the dwarven soldiers asked.

“Yeah, you’re all extremely talented. Already hitting three out of five… that’s incredibly good, keep up the good work” (Vincent)

I said with a smile.

Well, there was one person who wasn’t talented. Vaughn, the kid who tried to convince everyone he was their savior… he can hit one out of five… on a good day. And, that’s about it.

“Look! Sir Vincent! Sir Alex! I hit two this time! I’m improving!” (Vaughn)

Vaughn said with pride… even though everyone else is better than him. He won’t stop trying to improve himself, so I let Alex train him.

“Good job Vaughn” (Alex)

Alex said with a small smile.

“Yeah, good job” (Vincent)

I said with a grin.

“I’m going to be more powerful than you two will ever be!” (Vaughn)

Vaughn said with a huge grin.

“I hope I can get to see that” (Vincent)

I said with a smile.

“Me too. It’ll be nice to see an apprentice of mine become stronger” (Alex)

Alex said.

“Alright sirs, I have to get back to my training!” (Vaughn)

Vaughn said as he ran away to the firing range.

“So, Alex what do you think about him?” (Vincent)

I asked.

“He has absolutely no talent… but, a lot of heart. And heart’s usually what you need the most… as long as he keeps training, he’ll become a powerhouse!” (Alex)

Alex said with pride, knowing that he might become one of our best, ranged troops.

...Now that I think about it. There are a few people who aren’t using guns… or ranged weapons...

Four men.

Rafael, Rick, Taleron and an orc named Strong-Axe.

Rafael’s a human who is a master hand-to-hand combatant.

Rick’s a dark elf who uses to cutlasses.

Taleron’s a dwarf that wields a Warhammer.

And Strong-Axe wields… a double-bladed axe, and still wears his slave rags. I don't know why.

These men are going to be our main melee fighters.

And, there’s one man who I haven’t mentioned yet.

Our tamer, Alucard.

A vampire who has the ability to tame any monster… that’s a rank lower than he is.

Sadly, he’s a C-ranker. Meaning he can tame D, E and F rank monsters… mostly, Slimes, Goblins, and Skeletons… which I hardly tame, because they’re basically useless in battle.

But, when I leave for earth. He’ll be a suitable replacement and commander of the tamed army.

He’s also the undead in our army… the others left on the first day.

You wonder why we’re training an army?

For the war against everyone else. Of course.

---the end---