Ranking System

[Charles' POV]

Back in Chrome, my achievements were recognized not only by the commander but also by the appreciative citizens of our land.

While we were preoccupied in Gontz, Eurgesh made a move on our borders. Fortunately, our defenses seemed strong, and the situation was now under control.

Our border guards initially put up a staunch defense and sought to notify the commander. Yet, after evaluating our defensive capabilities, the commander made the strategic decision to let the automated defense system handle the situation, ordering all troops to stand by.

The commander's strategic choice proved to be impeccable, resulting in zero casualties on our side while the invading forces were soundly defeated.

The specters, formidable entities, single-handedly dealt with a whopping seventy-five percent of the opposing army, forcing them into a hasty retreat. Those who managed to escape the specters' onslaught would probably think twice before setting foot on a battlefield against us again.

The maze trap, another layer of our defense, ensnared an additional ten percent of the invaders. Out of this fraction, only a handful managed to navigate their way out.

Ultimately, a mere three were captured and converted into our pawns. As for the few who survived these harrowing defenses, the psychological scars they carried would likely haunt them for a lifetime.

By merely employing our defenses, I acquired three new soldiers from the enemy ranks. The thought of them turning against their own comrades in battle presented an intriguing spectacle.

Before dealing with the pawns, I had to fulfill my commitment. The rebuilding of Gontz was crucial. After confiscating their treasures, it was only right for me to fund their reconstruction.

"Kelsy, post a notice to hire construction workers. Now that the nation we conquered is under my rule, restoring it is of utmost importance. For those that accept double their wages." I directed Kelsy, who was on standby for my instructions.

"Understood!" Kelsy, previously just standing by my side, immediately acted on my command and departed.

Next on my list was checking on the state of the slaves. With the chaos recently, I hadn't had the chance to see how they were faring. Given that they were in charge of city operations, occasional check-ins were necessary.

I concealed my presence as I entered the administration room, silently observing their work. I noted with satisfaction that none seemed to be shirking their duties.

They deserved some form of compensation for their diligence. While I might consider many rewards, granting them their freedom was not an option.

Perhaps I should just give them better daily necessities to ensure that would make them want to stay. Coming up with an idea, I decided I would do that at a later date. It was still too early, as I bought it just a few weeks ago.

After my visit to the administration room, it was time to see the three new pawns. Kelsy was probably in the midst of recruiting workers from our territory, so I expected it sometime before our meeting.

I teleported directly to the third floor of the defense facility. To my surprise, I was met by three individuals with exceptionally pale skin. And by pale, I mean they appeared almost ill from their paleness.

"Good morning," I greeted the trio. Upon hearing my voice, their previously distant gazes fixed on me.

"I'm Charles, your new master. Before we delve into further details, could each of you describe your abilities?" Powers are innate to individuals. Even if memory is compromised, with a brief moment of introspection, they should recognize their own capabilities.

Immediately, the first person was engulfed by a dark aura. The first person had an ability related to shadow. It was an extremely useful ability during the night.

"You'll be referred to as Pawn Three from this point forward. You're the third creation under my guidance." I decided to assign them numbers based on the order of their introduction.

Moments later, the subsequent individuals shrouded themselves in a mist. On its own, the fog might seem harmless. However, in the hands of a skilled user looking for an opening, it could be a powerful tool for an assassin.

If things align correctly, the abilities of Pawns Three and Four could complement each other, suggesting they should operate as a duo.

Pawn One is recognized for his sheer strength, while Pawn Two specializes in ensnaring targets. With Pawn Three and Four, an assassin group would be added, making this group more formidable. 

At last, Pawn Five discovered the nature of his ability. The atmosphere in the room quickly turned chilly. His power wasn't related to creating ice per se. Rather, it seemed he had the capacity to manipulate the temperature around him. That ability wasn't very useful unless they were a portable air conditioner. 

I ought to give them credit, especially considering Pawn Five's challenges to get here. Discounting him would do injustice to those who died here.

With all three now possessing a solid understanding of their capabilities, I proceeded to outline their respective roles and duties for the coming days.

Pawn Five was designated as an intel gatherer, while Pawns Three and Four would specialize in assassination tasks. I'd delegate target assignments for the latter two to the commander. Pawn Five's detailed assignments would follow later.

With these arrangements in place, my next move was to check in with Kelsy. Being the main man in charge meant overseeing numerous facets and ensuring everything ran smoothly. It's no easy task.

"My lord! There's someone requesting an audience with you!" As soon as I settled back into my office, the head butler rushed in, a sense of urgency in his demeanor.

"Who is it?" I inquired, not keen on any unplanned disruptions to my schedule.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I get the distinct impression they have the power to bring our entire nation to its knees if not treated appropriately." The way the head butler described the visitor evoked an image of some haughty troublemaker.

Given the circumstances, it seemed I had no choice but to meet this individual. They could very well be my first challenge in this new world.