A new city was recently built near the Oma Valley, designed to create a new foundation for the empire's economy.
Six thousand people from the remaining five tribes have been relocated to this city. Housing and amenities have been provided for their new lifestyle.
Alberto, also, summoned ten thousand men to man the mines of the Oma valley. Because gold and coal were found in the Oma valley that led to the establishment of the mines.
It will play a big role in the progress of the empire.
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Oma City
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"Grrrr!"
Makari throws a soldier to the ground with a powerful punch that sent him sprawling. His mouth gaped open, foam bubbling at the corners.
"Is there anyone else who dares to challenge me?" she demanded, her voice a guttural mix of power and mockery. It sliced through the silence, causing a ripple of unease to run through the line of soldiers standing before her.
Two muscular African soldiers, their faces etched with a defiant determination, stepped forward. Their eyes met Makari's, unwavering.
A wave of cheers erupted from the surrounding soldiers. Makari's smile widened, a predatory grin that promised pain.
A friendly match was currently being held in the camp of the 9th Regiment located in the city of Oma, or so it was supposed to be, had devolved into a brutal display of strength. Makari, a warrior woman with a fierce aura, stood amidst a ring of soldiers, her eyes glittering with a dangerous intensity.
Meanwhile, under the shade of a luxurious canopy, Emperor Alberto watching his soldiers being beaten like children by Makari.
He had come here to visit the city.
He felt a little embarrassed to see his soldiers defeated.
'This woman is very strong'
Alberto looked at the colonel of the 9th Regiment next to him. Who had lowered his head in shame.
Then he looked at the three tribal leaders sitting on his left.
They were also nervous. Their fear was palpable. Because they thought this might anger Alberto since Makari was defeating his soldiers.
They were afraid that Alberto might order them to be killed.
Alberto looked at them and gave a smile. "So how is your life here?"
They were a little surprised. Because they did not expect this question. They thought that Alberto might be angry.
"Um. Your Majesty, our life is going very well here. We have enjoyed many such opportunities here, that we never imagined"
They used to live in huts and caves. They had to hunt for their daily food, and their sanitation and hygiene were very poor. But since becoming citizens of the Empire and relocating to this city, their lives have undergone a dramatic transformation. They were granted concrete buildings to live in, a luxury beyond their wildest dreams. Clean water and modern sanitation facilities were provided, a far cry from their previous existence.
Their lives were no longer dependent on hunting. They had been taught the art of farming, ensuring a steady food supply. Every month, food supplies and other necessary goods come to them from the capital. Free medical care had drastically improved their health, and they now had access to a variety of foods previously unknown to them.
They expressed their gratitude to Alberto, for the life he had bestowed upon them.
"Also, Your Majesty," Krulos added, bowing his head respectfully, "thank you very much for taking care of my daughter."
Alberto's lips curved into a subtle smile. "It is my duty as Emperor. Also, Lira, is contributing greatly to the growth of the empire's power."
Lira, along with the other mages of the tribes, had been assigned to the Imperial Magic Department, where their powers were being boosted more and utilized to further the empire's interests.
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Albert turned his attention back to the fight
This time Makari defeated five soldiers at once.
Two Americans, two Russians, and one Asian.
Alberto's army and citizens are made up of many nationalities. Russians, Americans, Asians, Africans, Arabians, etc. Since he didn't select a specific nationality when he summoned them, it was randomly selected.
"Is there anyone else among you who can challenge me? Is this your best? You are weaker than our young warriors." Makari taunted, her voice echoing across the training ground.
However, her words caused many headaches for the leaders of the other tribes. As fellow tribesmen, they should be proud of this. But instead, they became very worried.
Masu quickly apologized to Alberto.
"Your Majesty, please don't mind. She is actually a mindless stupid warrior. She has little sense of intelligence. Please forgive. "
They all apologized to Alberto because they thought Alberto might have been very angry about it.
"Don't worry about it, I didn't mind.
I think I should appoint her as a trainer for our soldiers. She is very strong and I am confident that she will make our soldiers stronger."
He looked at the Colonel of the 9th Regiment. Who was covering his face in shame. He was feeling very ashamed of his soldiers' successive defeats.
"Colonel, what do you think of this?"
"Um...I am.." The Colonel stammered. He couldn't find the words to express his humiliation and bewilderment.
"Okay, then the decision has been made. I will appoint her as a trainer." Alberto said
"Also Carl, do you want to fight her?" Alberto looked at Carl who was standing behind him.
"Me"
"Yes, don't you want to test your new power?"
"Hmm, Ok"
Carl handed over his sword and gun to the Colonel. Then, he stepped onto the training ground, ready to face Makari.
The soldiers of the Empire, their morale crushed by their earlier defeats, felt a surge of renewed hope as they saw Carl enter the arena.
Makari gave a big grin and bared her teeth. "Then you are my new opponent, Let's see how long you can stand against me. Also, Your clothes are different from theirs. May I know your identity? "
"Of course, I am Carl Valerius. Commender of the Imperial Special Security Division. I challenge you to a duel."
Makari's grin stretched even wider