Leveling up the World

Chapter 872: The Offer

That part of humanity that betrayed the world and was cursed by the Moons as a result, Veil continued. Its all very interesting until you actually realize what it means.

I thought you knew, Dallion wanted to say. It was hardly a secret, especially since he believed it to have been discussed before. Even if that was the case, the emotions within Veil proved that he wasnt handling it too well.

Who told you? he asked.

Who do you think? A ball of spite the size of a melon formed within Veils head. The Moons did. A gift for passing the fourth gate. After you helped me pass through my sealed awakening gate, I swore Id never make the same mistake. Now, Im not sure whether staying at ten wasnt the better choice.

The Moons did that? Dallion wondered. He knew they were harsh, even heartless, but it didnt sound like something theyd do, not with their desire for more awakened in the world.

You know it happened ages ago, right? Dallion filled his words with joy, trying to diminish the negative emotions within his childhood friend. It doesnt mean that youre a cultist or anything. Besides, the Star is dead.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought came to mind. What if Veil turned out to be the new Star? He wasnt an otherworld, although he had seen more than most. The thought was quickly discarded. Dallion would have noticed if there were any void threads within him.

Trial effects, Adzorg said. No doubt about it.

Are you sure?

Dear boy, do you know why blonds rarely ever become nobles?

Because nobles snatch them to become overseers before that?

Because its too difficult, the old mage answered his own question. All the baggage they are born with doesnt just go away. You remember how difficult it was for you to level up near the end? Its far worse for them.

Aspion became a noble, Dallion countered.

Are you certain? News of a blond noble would have spread even to the Academy. Yes, he was given the title, but as you know that doesnt amount to much.

True, Dallion didnt have firsthand knowledge of the fact. He had seen the start of Aspions journey in the memory fragment, but not the end. The old man had become a noble, similar to Kraisten, but had he become a domain ruler?

Having trouble with your trials? Dallion asked.

Veils eyes narrowed. A new burst of anger sprouted within him.

Why are you here, Dal? He crossed his arms.

I know how to help you. Dallion avoided the question. Just as before.

How? Coming along and passing the trial for me? Thatll only make things harder later on.

Not if you have a permanent echo with you.

There was a long pause. Neither was pleased with the idea. Veil didnt particularly mind echoes, though he wasnt in a mood to get more help from Dallion. The option was far from optimal, given how easily the Order of the Seven Moons could take advantage of the situation.

I wont lie to you, Dallion decided to bet on the other approach. I plan to change the world.

The words had a much greater effect on the blond than all of Dallions music skills.

Ive already started. He continued, maintaining his momentum. Ive two settlements in the wilderness, and soon I plan to get more. Soon Ill have enough that everyone in the world will notice.

Taking over the world. A spark of ambition emerged in Veils eyes. Thats what you really came here for; youve come to reclaim Dherma.

No. Dallion shook his head. Not Dherma. Ive come to ask you to become my overseer.

Clusters of surprise filled Veils body, made all the more pronounced thanks to Dallions music skills.

Overseer?

Its sorted, Dallion lied. Just a price I must live with.

Veil shrugged, not in the least convinced. Did you visit Gloria, at least? I know you were invited to her wedding before before things happened.

In all honesty, Dallion had barely thought about her. There were moments in his life when he thought there might be something between the two of them. There still was a chance that there could have been, but neither he nor Gloria had taken the steps to see it happen. Ultimately, she had married a former Icepicker friend of Dallions, who was also a noble. Dallion had watched the relationship develop from a bud to something more, then severed all contact with the two. Of course, that was back during the Priscord-Lanitol war, when it was safer for people not to be associated with him.

You should go, Veil added. Theyll be happy to see you.

Maybe.

I know youre different from uspart of one world, living in another. Its easier for you to form and break attachments, but if you dont take the time to visit the people that meant something to you, you might never get the chance. Dont rely on them hanging on forever.

The same thing goes both ways, Dallion thought. Others could have taken the time to stay in touch with him, but for various reasons, they hadnt. Only Euryale and his guardians had, which made them closer to him than anyone else. Then again, there was no denying that Veil was right. Dallion could have put in a lot more effort. Maybe the real reason wasnt that he wanted nothing to do with them, but the grain of fear that seeing them would shatter the perfect image he held.

And I thought I had dealt with my internal weaknesses, he said to himself.

Get your things in order, he said. Ill go pay them a visit, then come to get you. Dont tell anyone Ive been here.

I thought as much.

Its not because of my family, its because of everyone else. Its better if people didnt know I came by.

Youre the boss, boss. Veil let out a chuckle.

And one final thing. Do people still use the Ogre Gorge altar to awaken?

Lately, not that much. Everyone prefers the one in the Orders shrine, even if its a lot more expensive to use it.

Good, because well be taking it with us.

Realty shifted as Dallion left the mug. The stench of alcohol had largely gone, but there was enough to make him not want to be here.

See you soon, he said, then flew out of the hall, heading straight for the sky.

You could have stayed a few hours at least, Vihrogon stated his disapproval. Have a drink, reminisce about old times and all that. The life hes known so far will end in a week, after all.

Its better than the alternative.

I wouldnt know. Less painful, probably, but would it be better?

I just have to change the world and make sure it is.

FalknerGlorias husbandwas the heir to the count of Arlera. The third most prominent city in Wetie Province, it had avoided the impact of the civil war, even if the ruler was Archduke Lanitols brother.

Dallion had met the young noble during the Icepickers admission trial. The boy had specifically been sent to the guild to learn from March while carrying a batch of echoes in his realm, including that of his father. It was by pure chance that hed met Gloria Luor and fallen for her within minutes. It was almost sweet, despite the difference in social ranking. Even so, the two had stuck together and even married.

You know youre supposed to bring them a gift, the dryad guardian said.

My presence alone is a gift, Dallion replied in an attempt to lighten his mood.

As he said it, though, the strategic part of Dallions mind was already considering his next move. With Priscord gone, the province had reverted to Archduke Lanitol, but even now there were rumors that his position wasnt ideal. Even worse, none of his direct heirs seemed strong or skilled enough to take over. Falkners father wasnt in a very good position, either. While not hearing anything specific about the man in the imperial capital, there was talk that it was time for a new generation to take control of the southern provinces and fix the mistakes their parents had made. While no one expected it to happen in the next few years, Dallion had the music skills to precipitate the decision. Then, all he needed to do was take advantage of his relationship with Falkner and Gloria to have an allied province in the south of the empire.

Back to scary mode, it seems, Vihrogon remarked.

Dont worry, I wont force things.

I hope so. Thats how it starts.