Chapter 20 XX

"Good and, thankfully, meat doesn't last that long; tell the maids to gather all of them; there are people who would appreciate it more than we do," Kingsley said, thinking of the other players.

Granted, many people out there had troops that were powerful enough to overcome this dangerous world or may just have a powerful talent, but either way, there were many who had food out there, but at the same time, there were also many who didn't have anything, and Kingsley doubted that those who had would give out in this situation considering that even they might not have in abundance like him, who was overpowered and was also struck with a convenient beast tide.

"Are you sure? I can still use my magic to preserve it."

"Don't think too much of it; you should be able to create food from scratch, and I am able to do so too; we aren't exactly lacking if you consider that."

"Okay then, I will get them ready immediately," Hestia said, then vanished from her seat like a ghost.

"Mmm. That is cool but creepy," Kingsley said, imagining the ways she could use this skill to scare the crap out of him.

"Now, Viktor, about the problem, what is it?"

"It's about the Orcs, sir."

"Orcs?" "The big walking pig?" Kingsley was asked to confirm

"Yes, my Lord."

"Okay, so what's wrong with them?" "Wait, do they have a settlement around here?" Kingsley immediately asked, noticing the strangeness of the situation.

Viktor wouldn't bring it up if there wasn't an Orc settlement around. Orcs, according to what he knew from fiction, were just as vile as the goblins, but unlike the goblins, they were stronger, so they were arguably much more vile than the goblins since they had the strength to do as they pleased. As an otherworlder, Kingsley didn't exactly care about the vile part since he hadn't seen any of them in action, but it still didn't change the fact that they were enemies and they were strong.

"Yes, they do."

"Well then, let's... assemble all the servants immediately; I want to see them in the courtyard soon," Kingsley said, realizing something.

"Will do," Viktor said, then left the dining hall.

Kingsley remained behind as he immediately started thinking about what this meant for him. By attacking the Orc settlement, it would be his first campaign in this world, and thus he would have to be presentable. His territory had no name, his guards looked like cosplayers, and they had no capable weapons.

The Orcs may be an urgent threat, but for the growth of his territory, it would have to wait for everything to be up to par.

"Come to think of it, how exactly do I plan to train them to use guns?" Kingsley asked himself

As for creating the guns themselves, Kingsley had no problems doing so since, even though he had never touched a gun in his life, he had definitely seen a lot of videos of people assembling a gun. Then, with the rise of Crafting animes and the like, he started paying more attention to the little details because, why not? He was around 16 or 18 at that time, and he believed that reincarnation was possible and could happen to him. Well, now that useless knowledge would be useful.

Naturally, watching those videos did not mean that he could create a gun from scratch, but it did give him an idea of what he planned to do, and just like the sentry guns, the world would help him. Though this still doesn't change the problem, exactly how would he train them to use the guns when he didn't know how to use one himself?

"Exactly how do I level up if my level is tied to my territory?" Kingsley asked, remembering another crucial matter.

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The Lord would have to conquer other territories to increase his level.

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