Chief in Tensura

[Congratulations! You have completed the Hidden Quest: Save the Tailed Beasts!]

[Objective: Save the Spectre Village, homeland of future waifu Kumara.]

[Bonus Objective 1: No casualties on your side.

Bonus Objective 2: Defeat Kanzis without using full power.

Bonus Objective 3: Spread the name of your future Empire, even if it is yet to be formed.]

REWARDS

[Main Reward:

-A custom Pet Collar (Special S)

-Loyalty of the Spectre Villagers

-Ownership of the Spectre Village and its surrounding area.]

Bonus Rewards:

1. Title: Guardian Angel – Increases charisma when dealing with non-hostile monsters or subjugated races. Enhances leadership and gains additional trust from those who perceive you as their savior.

- A passive healing aura that heals your people by 2% when active the range decreases to 100 meters and healing increases to 10%.

2. Skill: Skill Steal (SSS+) – Grants the ability to extract a skill from defeated enemies. Limitations include:

-Cannot steal skills from beings with stronger souls or spiritual resistance.

-Requires the enemy to be incapacitated or dead.

-Ultimate Skills and some Unique Skills tied to a soul's essence cannot be taken.

-The stolen skill can be given to anyone but they will have to be completely loyal to the Emperor.

3. Title: Emperor of Clash – Grants an aura of dominance, increasing territorial authority and influence. Strengthens bonds with subordinates and enhances the effectiveness of territorial governance.

-Increases overall strength.

-Negotiations with neutral territories will have a 10% chance of additional benefit. And with friendly territories, it is 30% for both sides. With hostile territories, it is 45% for the Emperor.

Leo grinned as the system notifications faded, his gaze lingering on the rewards. "Man, being a good guy pays off, huh?" he thought. The Skill Steal reward especially caught his attention it was an invaluable tool, though it had significant limitations. Still, the mere potential of it was enough to make him excited.

[The Pet Collar]

The pet collar was no ordinary accessory. Forged from Adamantite, a rare and nearly indestructible material, it was reinforced with magical enchantments. The design was both elegant and functional.

Abilities:

-Enhances the wearer's power and mana efficiency by 20%.

-Has a name tag function.

-Strengthens the bond between the wearer and their master, creating a telepathic connection for communication.

-Provides a protective barrier against external influences, such as mind control or corruption.

-Teleports near owner when life is in extreme danger.

The collar glowed faintly with runic inscriptions, a testament to its craftsmanship.

When Leo inspected the collar "What the hell I am going to do with this?" He muttered dumbfounded, suddenly the Spectre Mistress who was nervously standing at the side stepped forward, her nine tails flicking nervously. Her expression was a mix of shyness and determination as she bowed deeply.

"Lord Leo," she began, her voice steady despite the faint blush on her cheeks. "I humbly request to serve you... not just as the leader of this village, but as your loyal subjec— pet, if you will. We owe you everything, and I want to dedicate myself to your cause."

Leo blinked in surprise, momentarily caught off guard. "Pet? Uh..." He scratched his head awkwardly, unsure how to handle this sudden declaration. He wasn't sure what to do, the idea was tempting but morals were clashing against desires, the Mistress was Milf through and through, and the tails and fox ears increased her charm to another level but is it the right thing to do.

The Mistress continued, her gaze resolute. "You are not just our savior but a being far above us. It is only natural for us to submit ourselves to someone so powerful. Please, grant me this honor."

Leo sighed, his mind racing. This... feels eerily similar to what happened to Rimuru. Except I'm not sure how to feel about this.

"Let's hold off on the 'pet' thing for now," Leo said, raising a hand. "Your loyalty is enough, Mistress. Besides, I'd rather see you as an ally than a pet."

The Mistress seemed momentarily disappointed but nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face. "As you wish, Lord Leo. But it is what I desire if you are thinking that I just want to pay you back."

Claiming the Spectre Village and the surrounding area was no small feat. It wasn't just a symbolic reward but a significant power boost for Leo.

The area had high magical density, rich resources, and a population of powerful beings descended from Ivaragé, a legendary figure second only to Veldanava in the Tensura universe. Though the villagers' strength was nowhere near their ancestor's, their potential was immense:

Mistress was a Special A rank with untapped potential to grow stronger under the right leader.

While the warriors Mostly C rank, with proper guidance, they could advance to B or even A.

And around 300–400 beings, all highly loyal after witnessing Leo's overwhelming might, not to mention Kumara who is destined to become an S+

Later, Leo went inside his dimension where Kanzis was pissing himself in a lone world, an eerie smirk spreading across his face. His eyes glowed faintly as he activated his newly acquired Skill Steal ability.

Kanzis, sensing something was wrong, began to panic. "W-what are you doing?! Stay away from me!" he shouted, struggling against the magical bindings, like a dog.

Leo chuckled darkly, his voice calm yet filled with menace. "You've already lost, Kanzis. But your Unique Skill, Looter, is wasted on someone like you. I have better plans for it."

The process began as Leo reached out with his hand. A faint, ethereal glow surrounded Kanzis, and the stolen essence of his skill began to separate from his soul. Kanzis screamed in pain as the extraction continued, but there was no stopping it.

After a few moments, the glow condensed into a shimmering orb that hovered above Leo's palm. The orb pulsed with power, the essence of Looter contained within. Leo inspected it briefly with an appraising eye.

"Tch, this skill for sure was wasted on someone like him? While it has its limitations. Still, it could be useful in the hands of someone loyal and competent," Leo muttered to himself, "I wonder what its Ultimate version be like."

He dismissed the orb, storing it temporarily in his system's inventory. "I'll decide later who gets this. Perhaps the Mistress, or maybe Akali."

Kanzis, now drained and utterly defeated, lay in the dirt, gasping for breath. His aura was significantly weaker without his Unique Skill, but he was still alive, it was a surprise considering 'Leo' ripped a part of his soul

"For now, let's set up a Clan Castle," Leo muttered, a determined glint in his eyes.

The Clan Castle is the heart and soul of any organization or kingdom, serving as the central hub for all members to gather, strategize, and support one another. It offers a variety of functions and advantages that strengthen both individual members and the collective group.

With the loyalty of the Spectre Village already secured, this would be the next step in solidifying his authority and building a network between his territories and future allies.

(Clash Continent - Aryavart, the Capital of the Soon-to-Be Empire of Clash)

Following the swift and decisive victory over the Goblin Lord Gred, the people of Leo's burgeoning territory erupted in a joyous, albeit modest, celebration. Despite its humble scale, the event was filled with laughter, feasting, and the shared hope of a brighter future under Leo's rule. Preparations for a grander celebration were already underway, awaiting Leo's return from his expedition.

Kira, now formally recognized by the name Storm. Her mastery over the elements, became the stuff of legends after she led the army that crushed Gred's forces. Her electrifying presence on the battlefield inspired not only her troops but also her enemies, many of whom surrendered before facing her wrath.

The former bandit leaders, now trusted Elders of the Anantraj, proved invaluable. Under their leadership, the various scattered tribes of the Hog Mountains were unified. This consolidation bolstered the fledgling kingdom's strength both militarily and economically, laying the groundwork for its rapid development.

With their guidance, infrastructure projects flourished, connecting the rugged Hog Mountains with the fertile lowlands and Aryavart. Trade routes began to emerge, ensuring the smooth flow of goods, resources, and people throughout the region.

Leo's Wood Clones worked tirelessly to bring his vision of an ideal kingdom to life. Roads, fortifications, and settlements were constructed with precision and efficiency. Aryavart envisioned as the capital of the future Empire of Clash, now boasted a mix of elegance and practicality. Grand halls were erected, training grounds expanded, and magical barriers strengthened to protect the growing population.

The rise of this new power in the Goblin Forests and Hog Mountains did not go unnoticed. Neighboring factions began to take note of Leo's rapid expansion and the unification of territories once thought 'unconquerable'. While some watched with trepidation, others began to make quiet plans, seeing both opportunity and potential threat in the rise of the Anantraj Clan.

However, two major obstacles remained before Leo could claim the entire North-West Clash Continent as his own.

The Goblin Queen's Domain – A fiercely independent but hidden territory ruled by a cunning and powerful Goblin Queen, known for her ruthlessness and strategic mind.

The Dragon Cliffs – A treacherous land inhabited by territorial dragons and their kin, a realm where only the bravest dared to tread.

With the majority of the North-West Clash Continent under Leo's control, his Anantraj Clan had already begun to make waves in the world. The Goblin Forests were now thriving under his guidance, and the Hog Mountains had become a stronghold of unity and strength.

(Gran, the Master Builder)

The sun seemed to rise and set under the influence of Lord Leo's growing dominion. His rule expanded like rays of light piercing through the darkness, bringing unity and purpose to lands once fragmented. Even in his absence, while his main body journeyed across the Magic Continent, his presence was never truly missed. His Wood Clones carried out his will with precision and care, ensuring that progress never faltered.

Yet, despite the bustling activity of the emerging kingdom, there were some exceptions to this seamless order, Lady Venelana, along with Aika and Akali, often voiced their longing for Lord Leo's return. Naori, too, seemed restless, though her unease stemmed from entirely different reasons, ones no one dared to pry into.

As I, Gran the Master Builder, busied myself overseeing the construction of the Grand Plaza in Aryavart, a sudden voice in my head nearly made me drop my hammer.

[Hey, Gran! How are you?]

The familiar warmth and authority of Lord Leo's voice reached me through Thought Communication, causing me to straighten immediately.

"My Lord!" I exclaimed, quickly composing myself. "I am well, thanks to your blessings. How may I serve you, my Lord?"

[I've recently saved a village from the clutches of the Eastern Empire on the Magic Continent. I need a Clan Castle constructed here to solidify our presence and ensure their protection.]

Hearing this, my admiration for Lord Leo grew even deeper. Only he would go so far as to protect those who sought his aid, even making an enemy of the Eastern Empire—a force feared across the continents and far stronger than the current Royal Empire without their Champion, White.

I slammed my fist against my chest in loyalty. "Yes, my Lord! There is no building in this world that I cannot craft, no matter the location. Your will shall be done."

[Good to hear, Gran. I'll teleport you to the site. Hold tight.]

I felt a rush of excitement as I clutched my trusty hammer, Hephaestus' Forge, and ensured my enchanted pockets were stocked with the finest materials, from Elizir Ore bricks to Magic-conducting Timber.

Before the teleportation spell activated, I turned to my newest apprentice, a young and eager golem named O.T.T.O.

"O.T.T.O., listen carefully. I'm leaving for an important assignment from Lord Leo. While I'm gone, ensure the workers stay on schedule with the Grand Plaza construction and report any delays immediately."

The metallic golem-like apprentice saluted with surprising precision. "Understood, Master Gran! Best of luck with the task, sir!"

Within moments, the shimmering light of Lord Leo's teleportation enveloped me, and the bustling sounds of Aryavart faded. When the glow subsided, I found myself standing amidst the Spectre Village, a place alive with an eerie, mystical energy. The villagers watched me curiously, their expressions a mix of awe and hope.

There, standing like a towering sentinel, was Lord Leo himself in a disguise that didn't hide his power, exuding an aura of calm yet overwhelming strength. I bowed deeply.

"My Lord, point me to where you wish the Clan Castle to rise, and I shall make it so."

Lord Leo smiled "Near the central clearing, it will serve as the heart of the village."

I smiled, raising my hammer. "Then let's build the foundation of their future, my Lord." And started working on it.

With every strike of my hammer, the sound of progress echoed through the land. As magical runes illuminated the structure, brick by brick, the Clan Castle began to take shape, a testament to Lord Leo's vision and his unwavering commitment to those under his protection.

(Side Story - Champion of Wood District, Aryavart)

In the bustling clearing of Aryavart's new lumber district, the rhythmic buzz of chainsaws echoed through the air. A five-meter-tall golem, gleaming orange and blue, towered over a group of awestruck Log Slayers. Her voice crackled mechanically, filled with an unusual enthusiasm.

(Like P.E.K.K.A speaking butterfly)

"Woooods~!"

The Champion, recently dubbed Sawverine by the workers a name suggested by Lord Leo himself, swung her chainsaw arms with artistic precision. Her head-mounted chainsaw spun wildly, slicing a massive oak log into several intricate pieces. Within moments, she revealed a perfectly carved phoenix statue, its wings spread wide, glinting with an enchanting metallic sheen.

The Log Slayers erupted into cheers, their burly forms hopping like excited children despite their intimidating appearances.

"Did you see that?" one exclaimed, his eyes gleaming. "She turned a log into ART! Literal magic!"

Another chimed in, rubbing his beard. "This isn't just logging, this is divine craftsmanship!"

Sawverine turned to face them, her chainsaw arms revving up dramatically as if to acknowledge their praise. "Wooods~!" she repeated with an extra mechanical flourish.

But then… disaster struck.

One of the Log Slayers, emboldened by admiration, held up a tiny wooden carving he had made a wobbly rendition of Lord Leo that looked more like a melted candle.

"Champion! Look! I made this as an offering to Lord Leo!" he announced proudly.

Sawverine froze. Her glowing eyes locked onto the crude sculpture, analyzing it in absolute silence. The air grew tense.

Then, her voice boomed. "UNACCEPTABLE WOODWORK!"

Before anyone could react, her chainsaw arms whirred to life, and she charged at the offending Log Slayer. He yelped and took off running, holding his carving high.

"IT'S A MASTERPIECE, I SWEAR!" he screamed, dodging a flying splinter.

The other Log Slayers burst out laughing, clutching their sides.

Sawverine halted, her chainsaws spinning down. She tilted her head as if considering whether the Log Slayer deserved mercy. Then, her voice softened.

"... Needs better symmetry. Submit for reevaluation later."

She turned her attention back to another log, her head-mounted chainsaw spinning once more. With a final cry of "Wooods~!", she began carving again, this time shaping what looked like a battle-ready dragon.

The fleeing Log Slayer stumbled back, clutching his chest. "She's scary, but she's fair," he muttered, his comrades patting him on the back as they laughed at his expense.

In the distance, Gran the Master Builder stood with O.T.T.O., observing the scene. He scratched his chin thoughtfully.

"Well," Gran said, watching Sawverine's latest masterpiece take shape, "she's a bit... eccentric. But I'd say Sawverine is a good Champion Aryavart could've asked for."

O.T.T.O. beeped in agreement. "Woody productivity at 300% efficiency!"

Gran nodded sagely. "Now, if only she didn't scare the lumber crew half to death…"

As the Log Slayers returned to work, they couldn't help but glance nervously at Sawverine, who hummed mechanically while carving her next masterpiece. The Champion of Aryavart might have been terrifying, but she was undeniably one of a kind.

"But where are Alexis and Mikhail?" Gran muttered, his brow furrowing. "Agni reported that they stole some bottles of Rage Potions earlier. Those two always get into trouble together..."

As he pondered their whereabouts, his eyes suddenly widened in realization. His mind flashed back to an infamous incident at the Royal Arena—the time those two mischievous Log Slayers "borrowed" a crate of Rage Potions and ended up turning the Royal Logmas Tree into a chaotic flurry of flying wood shavings and berserk ornaments.

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Clan Castle for a win~

The next chapter will be a huge info dump like which troops were unlocked while Leo was on Magic Continent.

Sawverine is cute believe me.

And yes she is the Champion an OC but I always wanted my own version of P.E.K.K.A.

And believe it or not she is no less than Chainsaw Devil👿.

Dryads are going to kill Leo if they learned about this. 🤣