Leveling up the World

Chapter 799: Recruiting a General

Sitting in a corner of the war room, Dallion read through the recent reports, while several of his instances observed the massive war map of the contested area. White-haired furies floated about, using air currents to move army pieces according to the latest developments in the actual war zone. The information was dutifully gathered by awakened spiesfuries or magesobserving it in person and interpreted by people with their echoes within the room. Normally, Dallion would consider this a fully reliable method. After what had happened with Diroh and her echo, though, he was starting to have his doubts. Someone somehow had managed to snatch control of a foreign echo and make it say things that werent true and not at all related to their original; and as the saying went, if it could be done once, it could be done several times more.

Show me all the gleams, Dallion ordered.

A crimson-haired fury nodded, then quickly cast a single-circle spell targeting the war map.

Clusters of purple emerged like pins on the whiteness of the map. There were many of them, far more than Dallion imagined. Initially he had thought thered be a few dozen, fifty at most. Right now, he was looking at over a hundred. Each had a small counter above it, counting down the time remaining until they appeared for real.

The distribution of forces was very much in favor of the Tamin Empire almost too much so. If things were so rosy, the emperor wouldnt be in such need of a victory.

Losses? Dallion asked.

Ours or theirs? The fury looked at him. If there had been even the slightest fluctuation in her expression, one would have almost thought shed made a joke. Sadly, she wasnt.

Ours.

Eleven thousand awakened, she replied without hesitation. Eight hundred and twenty-two mages, and fifty-seven cloud forts.

The numbers were massive by any stretch of the imagination. Eleven thousand wouldnt be much if they were talking about low-level soldiers. Dallion suspected that every single one of them was above level twenty, or even above forty. Even half that was enough to cause an entire province to surrender.

And theirs?

Uncertain. Probably less than a thousand.

In Dallions experience, when someone said less than things were really far from the number mentioned. And that wasnt even taking all the furies into account.

We really are in deep crap now, he thought. Whoever the military geniuses of the war were, they had made a deep mess of things and lost to far inferior numbers. Or maybe it wasnt as simple? It was doubtful that the emperor would tolerate incompetence, which meant that whoever the empire was facing had to be of vastly superior skill. As much as Dallion prided himself in being good in online games, hed never been part of a group larger than forty people. Leading thousands would require a bit more than what he currently had to offerin short, he would need a real general. Fortunately, he had two at hand.

PERSONAL AWAKENING

The whiteness of the war room was quickly replaced by an almost supernatural scene. Having the sky reflect purple had been surreal enough. At present, the realm appeared to be split in two by an invisible line that passed through the heavens. On one side of the line the sky was the familiar purple, while the other was clear green.

Things have definitely changed, he said, looking up.

All three of Dallions echoes were at his arrival spot, ready to greet him. Gem and Lux were also present, perched on each of Julys shoulders. The youngest of the echoes didnt seem to mindhe was the empath echo, after all.

Wheres Di? Dallion asked.

Dissolved, Ariel said. Said that since her original was on her way, there was no point in having an echo here. I think she didnt take the whole controlled thing lightly.

I could bet, Dallion thought, but only nodded.

Harp, Onda?

In their bay. Theyve been quiet since the latest change.

Right. That was an obvious hint on harps part. She was nudging for Dallion to resolve things with Vihrogon, as if he needed further nudging. A lot of risks had been made in order to purify the shield guardian, making him stronger as a result. According to the Moons rules, though, they had also made it impossible for him to rebel. Ill go see shield.

How many more like you are there? Dallion asked.

Who knows? Youve cut the thread and purged the void, but I still cant break my vow. Theres nothing I can share about the void unless youve discovered it already.

The same old game. And the Star?

Stars come and go. The Void remains forever.

Clearly, Dallion wasnt going to get anything out of him.

I know you, Dal. You mean well, but thats not the only reason you came here. Thered be a lot more guilt in you if you just wanted to talk and make me feel better. Whats the real reason? Did Harp make you?

No, not exactly. I need a war strategist.

A field marshal. Blobs of interest appeared within the dryads body. You want a field marshal? Why?

A bunch of tower vortexes are about to appear. The Azures are on their way to claim them.

And that will increase their strength tenfold, I take it.

Theres that. Theres also the fact that the archmage and the emperors generals are saying incompetent wasnt the best word, even if Dallion was thinking it. constantly outmaneuvered by someone. I need someone better.

And you thought of me? Interesting first choice. Harp is a lot more skilled, as you saw during our little fight. Im sure she can

Shes a fighter, not a general. Dallion interrupted. There was no way to confirm what he had just said, but he had a feeling that would be the case. For a very long time, the nymph had let Nil direct Dallions actions on the strategic front, despite being thousands of years older than him. There was a fifty-fifty chance that she had done so because it wasnt among her skills.

In case you forgot, we lost the last war, Vihrogon said with a sigh. Shocker, I know, but those are the facts.

You still won a lot before you did.

Even if we forget the part about me being a void-filled spy, military tactics have changed a bit in the last few millennia. Everything I know might be useless.

Better than trying to play catch up. Besides, the final decision will be mine. Youll just be providing advice.

And you probably wont take no for an answer?

Youre either in or out.

A new hardness emerged in Dallions voice, not one of a hunter, nor a mage, but of a noble carrying with it the weight of authority. Vihrogon recognized it well. There was a time when he too had issued orders in such a voice, but now was destined to obey them. The only difference was that Dallion was giving him a choice.

So, you plan to lead an army, the guardian said. War isnt easy for empaths. Theres a lot killed and broken on all sides. Will you be able to handle it and not darken again?

Yes. I dont have much choice on this. Ill lead from the front. All I need is for you to help me prevent the enemy from using the vortexes to boost their magic. Ill take the battle mage head on my own.

Of course. Thats what youve been saving your Moonstone for. The dryad stood up from his chair. As he did, the bog disappeared, seeping into the floor. The floor and walls dried up, losing their moss and fungus, then transformed, making the entire space larger. Roots shot up, turning into furniture, wooden statues, and minor wall decorations, as the domain of the dryad morphed into what it was always supposed to be: the home of a noble and general.

Ever since Ive known you, youve been reckless, the dryad said. You rushed into things without knowing the consequences, gambled on luck, gear, familiars, and even the Moons. Wooden scales of armor appeared on his vest, itself becoming a set of armor. This time, though, youre doing it as a noble and Ill be your general.