Leveling up the World

Chapter 875: The Approaching Army

Veils assessment was rather harsh, but that didnt make it false. Constant training and daily leveling upsdriven by Hannahhad given Dallions forces an initial boost, but not enough. In half a week, both the training stopped having an effect, and the trickle of new inhabitants was far from what the town needed to advance.

Fearing sneak attacks, Dallion would spend most of his days patrolling the area surrounding his territory. Even with the dozens of watcher groups Hannah had sent out, he could never be sure if a nymph or water golem hadnt snuck through. On several occasions he had even attempted to increase the citys level, but Veil had absolutely refused to take on the challenge under the pretext it was better to get the town running properly before increasing the area.

Dallion didnt like the comment, but he had to admit that the blonde was right. Despite his desire to grow, and the promising start of the two settlements, he was not ready for domain conqueringneither politically nor militarily. All he could do was wait until the population acquired the critical mass necessary to take that step; and waiting was something he wasnt good at.

The first step is always the hardest, Pan said.

The copyette had maintained his trader appearance. As far as everyone was concerned, he was a Fatunthe single wagon-traveling merchant who managed to enter Nerosal before the provincial war began. Thanks to a touch of music, everyone except those in the know believed him.

I lost everything twice before setting off on my conquest ambitions.

Dallion kept on hammering metal at the forge. The town had its own blacksmith, three even, but a request from a noble was more than a request, so no one refused when he asked to join in. Rather, they had discreetly left one at a time, leaving Dallion alone with his work.

Just like an avalanche, the copyette continued. Once you have enough for a snowball, youll have the mass to slam into another snowball and make it part of you, which will allow you to slam into an even bigger one and so on until

I get it. Dallion whipped the sweat off his forehead. Crafting magic weapons and armor in the real world could be difficult, especially after the third dozen.

Why are you here? The copyette asked. Equipment helps, but it doesnt win wars. Trust me, I know. Besides, youre not the only person who could do it.

Name one person who could forge weapons better than me.

I, for one, Pan replied unapologetically. If it hurts your ego, I could even take your form so that everyone could see what a flawless noble the town has.Finnd new chapters at wuxiahere.comph.

Youre not useful here. Veils doing a good job as overseer, not to mention he has more practice than you. Hannah is holding the fort, Dis taken charge of the fury tower, even Gleam is better at exploring the surroundings than you.

Dallion remained silent.

So, Ill ask you again, what good are you here right now?

What if theres another attack while Im gone?

And what if there is? The copyette crossed his arms. Itll take you ten minutes to get to your domain in the capital, then another moment of real time to appear here.

But

Just go. Get the emperor to give you Adzorg. Youve been promised that for how long now?

I cant just force the emperor to do that.

No! Dallion snapped, casting spells as he made his way to the mountain. Hes the last person who should learn.

This is no time to be stubborn.

Its bigger than that. I cant risk him seeing what Im about to do. Dallion put on his blocking ring, severing his connection with the mage. From here on, it was just him.

People and furies had already sprung into action. Dallion could see groups already flying in his direction while everyone near Sandstorm rushed to enter the town. Two fights in as many weeks at this point, even the Mirror Pool were probably asking themselves whether it wouldnt have been safer for them to remain hidden within their cities.

Dallion covered himself in speed and smoothness symbols, aiming to reduce the time it took for him to reach the enemy forces. In the grand scope of things, he had probably increased his overall speed by a tenth, but even that was better than nothing.

In the back of his mind, he could almost hear everyones criticism. They had their reasons and most probably were right, but they werent him.

It took Dallion minutes to fly through the hole he had created in the mountain in the previous battle. The village within was shaping quite nicely, but he didnt bother looking at details, flying through like a bullet through a barrel. No one had told him how far the enemy was, but knowing Hannah, they had to be at least half a day away. At his current speed, that meant hed reach them in up to an hour.

The terrain seemed to dash beneath him. The valley of the last battle sped by, as did the mountain on the other side. This time, Dallion didnt use a spell to drill through it, but flew above. A vast mountain chain emerged, continuing to the horizon. That wasnt enough for him. Constantly casting portal spells, Dallion maintained his current vector, flying higher and higher. The distance between him and the mountain tops increased by the second until he was as high above them as they were from the lowest point of the valley. Then, he saw itproof of the thought he hadnt dared think before today.

The ocean, he thought, looking at the thin line of blue that made the horizon.

A few minutes later, he was able to see hundreds of ships covering it like specs of ground pepper. There were several clusters of them, making their way to the shore as fast as their mages would allow them. All of them, without exception, had the same flag marking them as part of the Stone and Steel Alliance. The world he had been part of for close to a decade was, in fact, a globe, and not once did anything hint at that.

Damn you, Felygn! Dallion thought. Id have hoped that at least youd tell me!

All the nonsense about the known world that everyone kept talking about was false. There was no unknown world! The Order of the Seven Moons wasnt exploring. They were preparing for the endgame, as they had been systematically doing for thousands of years. Right now, though, that wasnt his main concern.

Heading back down, Dallion continued towards the hidden shores. If gorgons were making their way towards his settlements, then Eury had to be there as well. Unless

No! Dallion said out loud. There was no way anything could happen to her. She was the Gorgon Empress that rode a dragon into battle.

The closer Dallion got to the approaching troops, the more his concern grew. Even straining his eyes, he could see no trace of Dark anywhere. The ships also seemed too much alike. They were large, there could be no doubt about that, but none of them could be described as a flagship.

A torrent of crossbow bolts flew up from the ground roughly in Dallions direction. With his trait levels, he could easily evade them even without using combat splitting. Normally, hed ignore the attempt, viewing it as inconsequential. However, in this instance, he couldnt afford to; there was only one race with enough perception to spot him at such speed, and he desperately needed answers from them.

Splitting into a hundred instances, Dallion flew straight at the incoming crossbow bolts. At this speed, flying between them felt like running down a corridora corridor with three soldiers at the end.

Seeing him approach, all the gorgons opened their eyes. Seeing them would be enough to instantly petrify any creature. Mages had no such problem.

Drop, Dallion said, casting a quick lightning shock spell.

Bolts of energy flew out of magic circles, zapping all soldiers numb. The bolts instantly stopped. Now, it was the gorgons turn to be paralyzed.

Where is she? he asked in an icy voice, stopping ten feet above them. Where is Euryale?