XXXII

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Kingsley's face as he immediately opened her status and repeated the exact same procedure he had done with Jerry with her. He gave her appropriate clothing for easy movement, weapons, a transmitter, several vials of Aspirin, food and built a wall around her territory. 

     While explaining to her what they were, more notifications appeared and he continued to level up. This was good news to him but it was becoming stressful, the more people surrendered, the more his workload increased since he had to personally explain to his new governors what the equipment did and also raise the capabilities of their troops. 

     He didn't necessarily have to do all that but the system emphasised on the fact that if the vessel lord or governor is killed or their land is conquered by another lord then he loses it completely and it may cause him to revert in level so he diligently created walls around their territories to protect them and gave them weapons to survive.

     Depending on their troops, he had either given them evolution crystals or had to come up with unique ways to increase their power like he had done with Jerry and his slimes. More notifications came and Kingsley started to notice a pattern, everyone who had surrendered to him had either weak troops or a weak talent or just both. Some had disabilities that made things worse for them but with the Aspirin, they got better

     Another thing he noticed was that, the number of territories he had to conquer was equal with his level at that point meaning that if he was level 5 then he would need 5 lords to surrender to him to move on to Level 6. This meant that he needed 55 lords to submit to him just to reach level 10 and probably a million or less just to reach 100.

        By the time he was done, the sky had turned dark and he felt incredibly tired. So far, he hasn't felt any drain from using his powers and at this point, he was starting to think that he could use his abilities indefinitely but it seems even his 'omnipotence' couldn't stop regular fatigue.

"My Lord" a voice called out from beside him to draw his attention 

"Yes?" Kingsley answered as he turned to see Hestia and Viktor standing beside him while the other demon goblins were nowhere to be seen.

     The two had clearly sent them into the castle to go prepare for dinner. Looking at their expressions full of pity, Kingsley could easily tell what was going through their minds.

"Is it already that late?" Kingsley asked since even he had lost track of time

"Yes" Hestia replied

"Okay then, let's eat and get some rest for tomorrow's training" Kingsley said as he started walking towards the castle.

        With the Event coming up, kingsley felt some pressure to increase his territory's power so he ordered everyone to go get some rest after all they still had more training to do the next day.

       Naturally with Hestia's sentry towers keeping watch, their help may not actually be needed so it was better for them to rest in preparation for tomorrow. Despite saying that, Kingsley couldnt sleep for some reason, he didn't know if it was simply because he was too excited to go to sleep now due to his leveling or if it was because he was worried about his family.

       Only God knew if they received good talents and troops or not, he had no way of telling since he couldn't find them. He had hoped that his announcement would have drawn their attention after all it was a video message but he didn't see them amongst the people who surrendered.

      Which meant that two things, they were either not in this region at all so the message didnt reach them or they simply believed that they could survive on their own but Kingsley knew his family members well enough, to know that they weren't that stupid. In this world, even the most powerful couldn't survive alone.

     This was why he was mostly annoyed by the MCs in those online novels, they chose to be some form of one man army simply because they were lucky enough to be granted a higher tier troop or talent than the others. Remove all the plot armour that they had going on which was honestly a lot, then they would have died long ago.

     Humans weren't created to be alone. We are social creatures, creatures that depend on each other to not only survive but also to advance. Thinking that a Dragon or an elf would replace that would be absolute stupidity after all Dragons, demons, elves etc are all known to be solitary creatures.

        He believed that at most his brother would try to survive alone but even then he would surely contact him. After all they were all trained to know that there was no shame in asking for help so even if they don't surrender, they would have at least tried to contact him but the only contact he saw was from some other Lord that wasn't even African to begin with, talkless of being his relative. If his family were in this region then even if they didn't plan to surrender, they would at least contact him to maybe tease him on his speech but none of that happened.

       Naturally he had nothing against the lord who had contact him but it was still a simple fact that she wasn't in anyway related to him and he found it frustrating that amongst all the people in the region, not even one was related to him. 

     The only way to rescue them if they weren't in this region was to conquer the entire region then move on to the mext. That was 31 million people with all types of abilities and troops, that would surely take more than a year to complete and that was if he hadn't died yet from some disease or being killed by a more powerful lord.

"Anyway, there is no point in thinking about it too much, what will happen will happen" he thought as he looked himself in the mirror beside his bed

"Wait…." Kingsley suddenly said out loud as he started looking at himself at different angles, bending his head towards the left and right at different intervals as though he would suddenly observe something he hadn't noticed previously

"I can turn these clothes into armour right?….. why the hell didn't I originally think of that" Kingsley shouted as he slapped his forehead in disappointment.

      He always prided himself in his creativity but it had taken him a whole two days to think about this. Since he didn't want his men wearing the heavy armour they once wore, he should have thought of adding an extra defence mechanism in their clothes.