Chapter 13

It was a familiar face. Olivia Olive. A large muscular girl with a mommy vibes. She had large arms and legs, with abs that could crash boulders. Not only that but her chest and rear were well endowed. Her blonde hair was long and wild. She was a like an athlete mother. But she also had large scars that covered her body, all over the place.

He was familiar with her for a few reason, but the main one is that she was his first love. In both lives, she was his first love, back when he was still naive and young.

He fell in love with her after a spar.

' Olivia dodged an attack, moving to the side, she grabbed the attacker's wrist and pulled, and with flip he ended up between her chest.

"Haha, you are quite good for your age." She said while letting him go.

"You are strong too." The attacker said, it was Author, more like Alexander.

"Haha, you are great. Here, I will take you to a drink at the bar tonight!" She shouted, resting her arm around his neck. It was at this moment, Alexander felt his heart beat abnormally.'

"What a good time."

Light appeared before him. And Olivia stepped out form the light.

"My name is Olivia Olive, I have heard of your impressive feat and wish to serve you." She said while bowing on her knees. She was much more different from the past.

She wore a yoga like tight pants and shirt that left her stomach open. On her hands were bandages, it completely covered her hands and fingers. She was born with the iron skin physique, a special physique that allowed her skin to become like iron once she reached the advanced tier.

"Very well, I will accept your loyalty." Author said, he extended his left hand out. She gently lifted the hand and brought it to her mouth and kissed it. It was a sign of accepting from both sides.

"Thank you for accepting someone like me." She said. She placed her hand over her chest, over her heart and made a pledge, one to the heavens. "I, Olivia Olive, swear to the heavens, that I shall forever serve you and your bloodline for as long as I live." The clouds that gathered have started to scatter.

"I shall accept you and your loyalty." He said. He then stretched his hand out. She took it and he pulled her up.

"Let's make this village a great kingdom." He said.

"That we shall." She replied.

Three and half weeks have passed, and the noble who sent the army threw a glass of wine at someone.

"How are they not back yet!" He shouted, not wanting to get attacked more answered what he thought.

"They probably decided to stay at the village for a bit, resting and maybe drinking if the village has any or if they brought some with them. But the monsters in the forest smelt blood and attacked them. A number of them were injured so they were slowed down when marching back."

"Of course those damned lazy assholes would drink on the job." The noble said between gritted teeth.

'You are the one that is lazy.' The servant said in his mind. After all, he sits on his ass all day doing nothing but yell at others.

"Get the troops ready, if they are not back in a week, we will raze that forest to the ground!" The noble shouted at the servant, who bowed and left.

"Tsk, damned useless people, unable to even do your job." The noble mumbled to himself.

"Hahaha." Author laughed, looking at his money, almost seven platinum. Seven, that is enough for a person to live his whole life quite luxuriously and still have a lot left for their children. This was all thanks to the factory he had turned into an ale factory. Now it was pumping ale out like a, well, pump.

And it was not like he was just saving money, he was also spending money as well. And right now, he planned on getting the number to pass seven platinum. He had the two hundred people with him, and the caravan had just entered the village.

"It would seem your majesty has already gotten the slaves ready, it would just so seem that also have the money ready as well, so mind telling me how much?" Roul asked with a smile on his face.

"We have three hundred and seven prisoners all similar to the ones from before." Author said.

"Hmmm, very well, get the money." He said, clapping his hands. The guards quickly went to the back and took out the necessary money and gave it to Roul.

"Here you go, I shall take the slaves." He said with a smile.

"But I hope that you would at least take a look at the merchandise we have, I am sure at least one would satisfy your needs." He said, with a snap of his fingers a row of slaves were brought to him.

Author would have rejected the offer. But he was in desperate need of more power, so he started to scan the slaves. His eyes soon landed on the eyes of another slave, they were small, about half the height of someone, a halfling. He had the martial fist physique. A good body for anyone who is trying to fight with their fists.

"I will take this one." He said, pointing at the small boy. This shocked the boy, the guards were unfazed and brought the boy to Author.

"A very good choice, this man is from a falling family of halflings, in the past he went through an accident that turned his expert core into an advanced, his enemies took advantage of this and sold him to slavery." Roul said with a grin on his face.

"He was a knight, his core is advanced, and his physical strength is still of an expert, so how about twenty gold?" The slave merchant asked. After calculating the costs and value, Author agreed, it was a pretty good deal, good as in the price is about ten percent off, still much more expensive than the raw material and processing, but cheaper than normal merchants.

"Very well, I would also like to get two blacksmiths." He asked, in his past fight with the army of the noble, over half of the weapons had some chips or dents. Sure they would straighten it and sharpen it, but that barely maintains the weapons, he would need actually professionals to do that.

"I see, these two are smiths of the basic tier, they can make basic weapons, armor, and utilities. Each of them are seventy silver." The merchant said, he lowered the price by a bit once again. Author was quite thankful for that, so he bought the slaves. He felt his wallet slightly get lighter, but he was happy. After all, although the slaves did not have the slave mark on them, they were beings from the system, and thus they were completely loyal to him.

He wouldn't have to worry about them trying to escape. The merchants soon left the village. Author had the slaves wash up and made sure to feed them well.

[ Hidden Quest: Great One in Chains

Introduction: Someone once a royal knight had his core damaged and suffered a set back. He was forced into slavery by his enemies, but now he is in your hands.

Reward: Nick Holland ]

'Collect the reward.' He thought, he had already done a few hidden quests when he was in the castle so he was not surprised. The halfling walked to him and kneeled on the ground.

"What is your name?" Author ordered.

"My name is Nick Holland, master." He said, offering his loyalty.

"I see, I need you and one of my loyal subordinate to help protect this village and train the soldiers that are here." Author ordered Nick.

"Yes, master." He replied, he then left once Author shooed him away.

"This is going to be quite interesting." He said, he noticed where the knight was from, Fallin, a neutral neighboring kingdom.