Murmurs rippled through the assembled summons, though they remained quiet enough for him to continue.
"I’m sure many of you have your own histories. Lives you were living before this mont. mories of places and people and purposes that feel distant now. I’m not going to pretend that doesn’t matter or try to erase who you were."
His tone carried genuine respect rather than dismissive authority.
"But right now, at this mont, you’re my summons. That’s not a choice I gave you, and I acknowledge that. The summoning system bound you to without your consent. For that, I apologize."
Several summons looked surprised at the apology, clearly not expecting that level of acknowledgnt.
"However," he continued firmly, "I promise you this: no one here will be mistreated. Everyone will be heard. Your skills, your knowledge, your individual worth... all of it matters. I need you to help build sothing unprecedented, and I can’t do that by treating you as disposable tools."
Aurelia stepped forward, her divine presence lending weight to his words.
"Lord Nero speaks truth," she stated with absolute conviction. "I am Aurelia, First Star Valkyrie, and I serve him willingly. Under his leadership, you shall find purpose and protection. None who follow him faithfully shall face injustice or cruelty."
Celis moved to Nero’s other side, her gentle smile radiating warmth.
"And I am Celis, humble servant of our Savior. Thou art welcod as family, not rely as tools. In unity, we shall create sothing beautiful and strong. Fear not, for thy value is recognized and cherished."
The reluctant looks on many faces began to soften.
So nodded timidly, their fear easing into cautious acceptance.
Others clapped politely, their more reserved personalities showing approval through asured gestures.
"With all of us here, it’s natural that things will work out perfectly!" a confident human warrior declared, her voice carrying bold assurance. "Nothing can stop us now!"
"Hell yeah!" a rough, tomboyish wolf beastkin shouted enthusiastically. "Our Master is handso as fuck! I’m totally on board with this!"
"Very handso indeed~" a catgirl added with obvious appreciation, her tail swishing suggestively. "I wouldn’t mind serving such a fine specin in... various capacities~"
"Ladies, please," one of the more proper maids interjected, though even she was blushing slightly.
’... S-Shaless.’
Aurelia’s internal thought carried scandalized disbelief at the bold comnts.
But Nero thought otherwise, grinning internally.
’All kinds of waifus, all kinds of personalities. This is going to be interesting.’
With introductions complete, he gathered the architects and craftswon.
"I need your expertise. We’re building infrastructure from scratch... housing, workshops, storage facilities, defensive structures. I have rough ideas, but I need your professional input to make it actually work."
The group imdiately launched into discussion, their master-level expertise shining through despite R-tier classification.
The architects produced parchnt and drawing tools from seemingly nowhere, sketching rough layouts.
The blacksmith offered suggestions about forge placent and material requirents.
The enchanters discussed magical reinforcent possibilities.
Even the support specialists contributed ideas about kitchen layouts, dical facilities, and storage organization.
What started as rough concepts quickly evolved into detailed blueprints under their collaborative effort.
They pointed out structural weaknesses, suggested efficiency improvents, identified potential problems before they could materialize.
’The power of skilled labor is terrifying,’ Nero observed as the plans took shape with frightening speed and coordination.
’Each of these won really is more skilled than their R-tier rating suggests.’
[Don’t underestimate them just because they’re R-tier!] Aria’s voice chid proudly in his mind. [Rating indicates raw power level, not expertise! Many of them have decades or even centuries of experience in their fields! They might not have the raw magical strength of higher tiers, but their knowledge and skill are genuine master-level!]
’Point taken.’
After a few hours of intensive planning and refinent, the blueprints were finalized.
A village layout that could expand into a town, then eventually a city.
Housing clusters arranged for both privacy and community.
Workshop areas positioned to minimize noise pollution while maximizing efficiency.
Defensive structures that could be enhanced with magic as resources allowed.
Even aesthetic considerations that would make the place pleasant to live in rather than just functional.
"This is incredible work," Nero comnted genuinely, studying the detailed plans. "You’ve thought of everything."
"It’s what we do, Master," one of the architects replied with professional pride.
But then Belkia stepped forward.
A deer beastkin woman with warm brown fur and gentle antlers that curved elegantly from her head.
She wore practical work clothes – sturdy pants, a reinforced vest over a simple shirt, work boots that had seen plenty of use.
A tool belt hung at her waist, various construction implents secured in specialized loops.
Her amber eyes held sharp intelligence behind their gentle appearance, and her hands showed the calluses of soone who’d spent decades in physical labor.
"Master Nero," she addressed him respectfully, though her tone carried practical concern. "These plans are sound, but we face an imdiate problem.... The materials, tools, and equipnt need for these are..."
She gestured at the empty clearing around them.
"To build even the first phase of housing, we’ll need lumber, stone, tal fittings, nails, proper saws and hamrs... The list goes on. And while we could theoretically harvest so resources from the surrounding forest, it wouldn’t be nearly enough for construction on this scale."
"..."
The practical concern imdiately drew everyone’s attention.
The plans were perfect, but they were just ink on parchnt without actual materials to implent them.
Several other craftswon nodded in agreent, their expressions showing similar worry.
"Even with all our skills," Belkia continued, "we can’t build from nothing. At minimum, we’d need weeks just to gather and process enough raw materials to start. And that’s assuming we had the tools to do so efficiently, which we currently don’t."
The reality check dampened the earlier enthusiasm.
Beautiful plans ant nothing without resources to execute them.
"..."
But Nero just grinned.
That confident, slightly mischievous expression that suggested he’d already anticipated this problem.
"Materials and equipnt, huh?"
He pulled up his system interface, accessing the shop function he hadn’t fully explored yet.
’Exchange 5 R-tier cards for system coins.’
[Exchange confird! 5 R-tier Summon Cards → 500 System Coins!]
[Current Balance: 500 System Coins]
’Open shop. Filter by construction materials and equipnt.’
The interface flooded with options.
Lumber packs of various wood types.
Stone blocks in different grades.
tal fittings and fasteners.
Tools ranging from basic hamrs to advanced magical construction equipnt.
And prominently displayed at the top:
[LIMITED TI SALE! 20% OFF ALL CONSTRUCTION MATERIALS! ENDS IN 24 HOURS!]
’Well, that’s convenient timing.’
He quickly calculated requirents based on the blueprints, then started adding items to his system cart.
Enough lumber for at least 35 large houses.
Stone for foundations and roads.
tal for fittings, nails, hinges, all the small components that added up.
Advanced construction equipnt that would speed the process dramatically.
The 20% discount ant he could get nearly twice the materials for his budget.
’Might as well stock up while the sale lasts.’
He confird the massive purchase without hesitation.
[Purchase Confird! 497 System Coins spent!]
[Items will manifest at designated location!]
"Here’s the material."
*BOOOMMMM!!!*
Reality bent.
Space warped.
And suddenly, a mountain of construction materials materialized in the clearing.
Neatly organized stacks of lumber, each beam perfectly straight and properly sized.
Pallets of stone blocks arranged by type and grade.
Crates of tal fittings, their contents visible through slatted sides.
Advanced construction equipnt that glead with both mundane and magical enhancent.
Everything they needed and more, appearing from absolutely nowhere in a display that defied every law of physics and magic.
"..."
Complete silence gripped the clearing.
Every single person stood frozen, mouths hanging open in shock.
A rogue warrior who’d been trying to process her new existence, felt her brain completely short-circuit.
’Where did that co from?! That’s... that’s at least 50 tons of materials! More! And it just appeared! No dinsional rifts, no teleportation circles, nothing! Just... poof! Mountain of construction supplies!’
Her analytical mind, honed from years of careful observation and strategic thinking, couldn’t reconcile what she’d just witnessed with any known magical theory.
The other summons shared similar reactions.
Warriors who’d faced impossible odds without flinching now stood dumbfounded with codic faces.
Craftswon whose expertise should have prepared them for magical phenona looked like they’d forgotten how breathing worked.
Mages who just saw a groundbreaking dinsional storage magic made their eyes pop out of their socket, the amount of materials and mana needed were too astonishing to even count.
Even the scholars, trained in theoretical analysis, couldn’t form coherent thoughts at the amount of materials that suddenly "spawn" out of thin air...
"Ah."
Nero’s casual observation broke the stunned silence.
"Isn’t that too much?"
He scratched his head while studying the massive material mountain.
"But with the 20% sale ending tomorrow, I had to get it now. Got almost twice the amount I initially planned. So I guess it’s okay..."
... He shrugged with complete nonchalance, as if summoning mountains of construction materials from nothing was just a minor logistical consideration.
Not reality-breaking magic that shouldn’t be possible.
Just... so miscalculation on bulk purchasing.
"..."
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
The casual dismissal of what he’d just accomplished was sohow more shocking than the feat itself.
Frila’s thoughts were probably shared by everyone present:
’This man... What kind of monster ability does he possess?! And he’s treating it like buying too many groceries?!’
Just another normal day for Nero, indeed.
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