Survived Tribal Warriors
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The scouts were deployed in the borders. Having to hunt monsters to become food or either if not edible then they would just kill them for safety.

It was a bright morning and all were energetic. They have one role and that was to eliminate the threats in the borders of their realm.

Kenny led their team with utmost vibrance and energy. Having to become a vassal was one reason. He could imagine that his strength has multiplied by a few times.

Also he did get a new skill. Called [Vitality], [Scouting] and [Slow Stamina Regeneration]. Vitality gave high health points and Slow Stamina Regeneration gave ample stamina to last for a fight and still up. His Scouting skill made him see and sense life nearby and could see tracks. With those skills, it made him a resilient fighter in the battlefield and a good scout.

They were scouting and expanding their territory for now and they could harvest herbs too while on the way. Scanning the vicinity with potential threats to the village.

Kenny was alert and could see that they were safe. But suddenly, he detected monster life forms. They saw several men on the north side and they were being chased.

"Team! Let's rescue them!" Their leader Kenny shouted.

"Aye sir!" They immediately dashed and then intercepted them.

They immediately saw the ones being chased and they were humans in warrior outfits. Plate armors on their bodies and have a clothing of red. They were being chased by none other than monsters called ogres.

"Wait!? Ogres? How come they were here?" Asked Khalid, his second hand.

"Yup, strange, and warriors? Why are they here?" They asked Kenny.

"Let's ask questions later, for now we have some rescuing to do." Kenny replied with authority.

"Yes captain!" They replied.

They saw the Warrior leader attacked and repelled the two handed sword of the ogre. Others had metallic clubs and then they smashed it to him. Making him grit his teeth to such strength.

The other warriors were surrounded and they were attacked. Making them block their escape route and made them pinned.

The ogres attacked and they immediately clashed with their weapons. The warriors were heavily exhausted and they were barely able to keep the ogres at bay.

Their situation was dire and hopeless. Only the leader of the warrior tribe was able and could be toe to toe with them. The others were not in the right capability to defend themselves.

The warrior leader roared and the ogres were intimidated. They were taken aback but it did not last long. They grinned and to their surprise, there were loud thud that came from afar.

The other ogres looked in their direction and then they were perplexed by a booming sound. A man that landed in their midst came slaughtering the ogres one by one. A sword flashed in the dusts that was the aftermath of the descent and then in a flicker, ogre's heads and limbs were severed.

The others came and became a backup to the sole person that arrived. They were paralyzed to the view of blood spewing in spray that made their vicinity paint in blood.

The warriors slumped their butts on the ground as they were saved. They did not expect to be alive somewhat and they felt thankful for the persons that saved them.

But as soon as they saw the dust blown by the wind. They immediately saw raggy outfits of villagers. Making them disappointed when they saw.

To think mere villagers were their saviors and their pride was crushed. Instead of being thankful, they bit their lips and became ashamed of themselves.

"I am Kenny, the Captain of this team. Nice to meet you all." He smiled at them to make them feel at ease.

Their leader then approached Kenny, "Hey! How come villagers are our Savior? How come? I can't believe this. You got to be kidding me! I can't swallow this!"

"Um it's fine if you can't believe it. We will just escort you to our lord and he will let you rest in the village maybe." Kenny said to him.

The border patrol team immediately escorted them and then they were questioning. "How come ogres were in these areas? Did something happen?" Asked Kenny to them.

"Um, I am Reinold, I am the leader and prince of the Warrior tribe. I don't see any reason why I must answer your questions. I must see your Lord.

"Okay!" Kenny then went about-faced and then escorted them.

They went back to their village while Kenny was whistling. The Warriors were still unbelieving and were not happy. They could not be content with them following the orders of a mere villager.

They arrived at the village and what they saw was not a camp but a bustling fortress.....

One by one, the starved tribal warriors set foot in joy and relief.

Then, the leader of the Tribal Warriors approached with good news.

"Thank you! We, the surviving warriors, owe you our lives. I can finally sleep knowing my men are safe. Now, we will serve you. You may recruit us to fight at your side as a companion."

[Tribal Warriors Available for Class Training]

[Train Your Tribal Warriors?]

Rein suggested, "How about I Train you all?"

"Huh?"

"Really?"

"Wow!"

They all bowed in reverence.

"We will serve you as our Lord from now on!" their leader declared.

[Tribal Warriors Are Granted Skills]

[Commencing Gift Distribution]

[Gifts Granted]

[Starting Evolution]

[Loyalty: 100%]

Rein used his skill. The warriors were bathed in golden radiance.

[Kuro Trained to Swordsman]

[Reynald Trained to Berserker]

[Ella Trained to Lifestealer]

[Braun Trained to Offensive Knight]

[Bane Trained to Brawler]

[Ain Trained to Staff Master]

[Rein Trained to Spearman]

[Seiya Trained to Duelist]

[Tron Trained to Chaos Knight]

[Training Complete]

Their rugged appearances became more refined. They looked younger, stronger, and more vital. Rein estimated their lifespans had increased by a hundred years. Their mana wells grew larger, their strength more potent. They had ascended a rank above their former selves.

"I am Kuro, the Swordsman," said a man in white robes with semi-spiked white hair tied in a long ponytail. He knelt with a sword that lacked a hand guard.

"I am Renald, the Berserker," said a red-haired man with spiky locks and a small fang peeking from his grin.

"I am Ella, the Lifestealer," said a porcelain-skinned girl with red hair in a long ponytail. Dressed in pink robes, she covered her mouth with a fan and spoke with elegance.

"I am Braun, the Offensive Knight," said a muscular man with brown skin, yellow hair, and a scarred face, holding his helm at his side.

"I am Ain, the Staff Master," said a robed man with prayer beads around his neck, holding a staff. He radiated monk-like composure.

"I am Rein," said the Spearman.

"I am Seiya," said the Duelist.

"And I am Tron!" boomed the Chaos Knight.

They had become loyal underlings under Rolan's command.

[Class Training Complete]

[Using Skill: Bestowal]

[Exclusive Skill: Loyalty Granted to All Underlings]

[All Mana Used]

[Entering Hibernation]

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