Since the fairies wanted to help, I wouldn’t turn them down. I knew I couldn’t expect them to fight at the level of Astria or Celeste, but their magical ability and monster-like nature should put them at the level of a soldier, at least. They also had more reason to fight than anyone. They were dependent on the fairy fountain. If it was taken over by King Roth, they would likely be turned into his slaves, forced to run the fountain for his benefit. They might even end up becoming part of his harem.
It had been Roth who had destroyed the first fairy fountain, and even if none of these fairies had been alive for that, in some ways their relation to Astria gave them an impression of it all. Deep down, they wanted vengeance, and it would be cruel to deny it to them. If they died, they should be able to be resurrected just like anyone else. Their souls and bodies had already been altered by my dungeon too much to be like normal fairies any longer. So, I sent them to register their mana signature with Miki, and left it at that.
There was one final group that I had put off. With the wave of a hand, I created a portal in the spot we discussed. A few moments later, Bernice stepped through. She was wearing armor that obscured her sexuality, very similar to what she wore when she fought as a gladiator. If I didn’t know she was a woman, I would have been excused for being confused. Although, most people in Alerith knew that Bernard and Bernice were the same people at this point.
In the end, I ended up with another two hundred soldiers. These were mostly gladiators and underground fighters used to a one-to-one fight, not a battle where they had to take orders. They came for money and the chance of becoming a knight.
“Report to Xin. She’ll get you settled in your units.” I declared, sending them off.
That was it. We were all there. Progress continued through the night. It was early in the morning when I received a call back through Slave Communication.
“Master, they’ve arrived!”