Training the villagers

Ainz built three halls for the Martial paths. All have their training grounds to offer. Also, some quarters for them to stay. They all were training day by day and the training grounds were always busy and sometimes chaotic. With their prowess growing, they all were confident to defend their village from enemies.

Ainz visited the Murim Halls and Frederick immediately greeted his presence.

"I welcome the great Lord Ainz!" he bowed.

Ainz let him stand straight and then patted his back.

"How are our trainees?" Ainz asked.

"They are getting stronger day by day my liege!" he snappily said.

"Good," Ainz then was reassured.

He was worried that they would be attacked by demons someday and so their growth was a must.

"Let me see them for a while," he immediately exited the halls and saw the training grounds.

The place has a wide space for practice. Weapons were all lined up and settled in weapon wracks and the place was walled that encompassed it. The Murim martial artists were having a sync
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