《THE KINGLY LEADER》CHAPTER 9: Training and The past
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Like that I started training the village warriors and I taught them the traps and some formations and made them to a team called village guards. Pretty simple name I know but effective. I taught them my sand, pit, diversion tactics .it was childish but very effective against monsters with low mental attributes.
We all became good friends even though they are elders but I think goblins don’t mind that and strength took precedence.
we got along well .then we spared with each other and finally my team mates were healed and attended the classes and training secession my team was superior to the guards except grover who I put in charge while team sparring for them since they told I should do it .
Grover is a strong and brave fighter .he leads the team well by learning what I taught him the most so I was pleased with their improvements .there levels were ranging from level 5 to 8.
Then we started hunting as 2 teams and it was successful as we cleared all most all the monsters near our village.
The old gric was so happy that he was drooling by seeing our preys pile up .and he was looking at us or me as precious jewel from heavens or something it may little exaggerating but it was kind of creepy feeling .
There were mainly 3 monsters near us dimpwel, dual horn and armadillos
The armadillos fur was so hard that even with the dimpwel claw dagger was not much use but their attack were not up to par so with kings roar we defeated it then found its weakness as there was blind spot for it after finding it was an easy kill.
While I killed the armadillo which level 9 I level up as to 18 while the guards were looking at me with awe like they saw a living god. While my team was smirking at them. They all became strong as everyone was above or equal to level 11.
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So we mock battled with each other and hunting as it was already was like natural thing to do. From elder gric I came to learn that our village had a prosperous period as we were living at around far north side of the forest about half year ago.
At that time our village named zaka was having around 150 people and there was strong warriors with levels from 15 to 25 .the chief was the strongest with level 30.they were growing in power as they were quite a medium level strong village which had friendly relations with other village called kaza village .after seeing that our village was having an exponential increase in growth they became wary of us and started planning behind our backs which was oblivious to us.
One night ,our village were surrounded by the kaza village and a fight broke out in which they already sneak attacked and killed almost half of our warriors and the remaining were not unscathed .but our chief and remaining warriors fought valiantly but was overwhelmed at that time chief ordered some warriors to protect and escort and the people to a safe place but while escaping they were again attacked and all the warriors have to block the enemies so a very few survived numbering around 13 then they took refuge here while they recuperated and build a small settlement here.
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