Level Up Legacy

Mojang walked through the bustling city and wished his comrades could see this. Their lord has built a beautiful city of magic, where countless subjects reside.

However, Mojang knew that a reunion would be hard to achieve. After all, the only reason he was here was that the humans captured him. Moreover, his brothers and sisters were deep behind the calamity gates, and it was dangerous to transverse those lands.

"Halt!" stopped him a knight, a follower of his lord. Mojang frowned because the man blocked his way into the mansion. "This building is off-limits for strangers. Please, identify yourself."

"My name is Mojang," frowned the hobgoblin. "I came here to meet the Seika," he said as he showed his fangs.

"Ah, master Mojang!" the knight suddenly retracted his spear. "I apologize for not recognizing your esteemed self," he said with a bow, and Mojang was surprised. "Please, this way," the knight then led the way.

Mojang found it hard to get used to this respect after humans tried to kill him for so long. However, he always enjoyed humans bowing to him in admiration. However, he knew that they were showing respect to his lord, which he served, and not him.

The knight led Mojang away from the building and took him to a different side of the city. Mojang stared at the giant structures in the distance, wondering what his lord was creating.

After a while, Mojang saw his lord. Humans referred to him as Seika, but his lord will always be Kakan in his heart. Mojang saw his lord standing in an empty field with another human, waving his finger in the air.

Then, as they were close enough, his lord seemed to have finished his magic, and lights exploded from his finger to fly into the field. After that, metallic pillars started appearing everywhere, covered with runic lines.

The pillar had a pattern, dividing the field into different sections. The knight leading him was trembling as he witnessed the creation of the array, but Mojang felt it was only natural.

"Ah, Mojang!" his lord waved at him with a smile. Mojang could feel his heart beating rapidly when his lord called his name. Then, without delay, Mojang knelt on the ground.

"This humble subject greets his lord," said Mojang, and the knight followed suit to kneel. At least he knew that some manners thought Mojang.

"Both of you don't have to kneel," laughed his lord. "Thank you for bringing him for me, Michael."

"No, this is only my duty," panicked the knights before kneeling again. "Well then, please excuse me," he said before leaving.

"This knight would die for you because you remembered his name," laughed the other human, who was a woman with short blue hair. "Thank you for the training arrays, Seika."

"You can bring in more people to the city if you truly feel grateful," smiled the Seika before he walked toward him. Mojang was still kneeling, and the Seika held his right shoulder to make him stand. "I told you that kneeling is unnecessary, Mojang."

"I cannot accept that my lord," Mojang shook his head. "What can I do to serve you, my lord?"

"I know that I assigned in charge of the mines and the ogres," said his lord with a smile. "However, I feel like there is not much to do, even as the overseer of the mines. I want to give you a befitting role of your experiences."

"I am indeed fit for battle rather than this job, my lord. Please tell me who the enemy is, and I will make sure to kill them," said Mojang with excitement.

"I do not want you to fight because there is no need for that now," smiled his lord. "I want you to be an instructor at the academy I am creating."

Mojang knew a lot of human words, and it was installed into his genes the moment he awakened. However, the combination of words that his lord said was far from making sense to him.

"I want you to teach my people how to fight, among many other things."

"My lord, I am the weakest and most incompetent of my brothers. I am still a hobgoblin even after all this time. I am unfit to lead anyone."

"I believe in your experience because you lived beyond the Calamity Gates. So this will be the subject you are teaching, survival."

"I will not refuse any task you ask of me," bowed Mojang.

"Great," grinned his lord before holding his hand. "I rely on you, Mojang. As for your brothers, please wait for me to grow stronger before going to bring them back."

"I will do as you command, my lord," Mojang has tears in his eyes as he stares at the hand of his lord. Mojang never felt this loved and valued by someone other than him. He will give him his life with no regrets if the need arises.

***

Arthur stared at the building that he had created through his Lordship. After leveling up, his estate never stopped growing, giving him many Lordship Points that he used to build more elaborate buildings.

These buildings needed a month to be finished using all of his workers, but he built them in a day. Finally, they were equipped with everything an academy required, and it was time to train the younger generation.

The curriculum and the admission were left for the Knight of Courage, who seemed beyond eager to lead this initiative because of how the academy changed her life. Arthur was not worried because she seemed naturally gifted at leading.

"I need more people to work for me," Arthur muttered as he walked toward the workshops. Then, he stopped, allowing someone to strike the spot in front of him with a wooden sword.

"Guh," Ark seemed frustrated as the sword struck the ground and broke. Arthur blinked his eyes at the failed assassination attempt. "Seika, stop overworking my dad!"

"And you are trying to kill me because of that?" sighed Arthur as he walked forward and crouched. Ark was about to run before Arthur seized his arm, unfolded his palms, and found them bruised. "Are you training?"

"Let me go! What if I am?"

"Take care of yourself, Ark," said Arthur as he used his rune to heal his palms. "Your father told me that he is worried about you."

"I need to grow stronger," muttered the young replica of Ori. "I know that my dad is sick, and I need to find a way to help him."

"I know your feelings. My father left years ago, and I vowed to do everything to find him. However, I neglected what was important during that time. I made my quest everything about me, which was the wrong choice. Live for yourself too, Ark."

"I will help my dad!" snapped the young Ark as he slapped away his hand. "And I will be the leader of the council one day! I still haven't accepted you!"

Ark ran away as he shouted, and Arthur chuckled at how childish he was. However, that was also a perk of being young. Arthur wondered since when he lost those powerful aspirations.

"You are not so bad," said a voice from above, and Arthur looked upward. A woman was sitting on top of the building, looking down on him. Her ginger dreadlocks and white clothes gave suggested she was not from here. "I agree with what you said. Fathers are the worst!"

"Who are you?" frowned Arthur as he glared at her. She did not shy away and met his gaze with her green eyes. After staring down at him, she jumped from the building.

The girl made several rolls in the air as she landed, and as she was about to land, her leg attacked Arthur in an ax kick. Arthur raised his arm to block the attack, and his eyes snapped open when the kick landed.

'Heavy.'

His feet sank into the ground as his muscles strained. The girl was still looking down on him with a playful smile, and Arthur gritted his teeth as he waved his arm. Then, his spiritual energy exploded and struck the woman, sending her flying toward the building.

Boom!

The assailant crashed into the building and destroyed the walls. Arthur waited for her to come out of the dust clouds, but they suddenly scattered. The woman reached him at a speed that he could never match.

"You are strong!" she grinned while punching toward him. Arthur could feel the fist containing no mana but an abnormal strength behind it.

Arthur closed his eyes as he decided to use the fruits of his labor so far. However, before he had the chance, a giant sword struck the woman away, making her slam next to the wall she had destroyed earlier.

"What the hell are you doing, Jasmine?!" roared the giant man who appeared in front of Arthur. "I told you that we are here to forge a good relationship, and you run away to attack the Seika?"

The man was rageful as he walked toward her, ignoring the confused Arthur. Then, he picked up the woman and slammed her head to the ground, face first.

Boom!

"We apologize for the disrespect, Seika.. But, unfortunately," said the man while burying down the woman's face into the ground. "This is the princess of the Yozia Empire, Jasmine Er Yozia!"