Chapter 21: Guardian’s Farewell

Chapter 21: Guardian’s Farewell

Dinner was elaborate, large and delicious. Dalo and Kullal had stocked some good food for the Heirs last dinner in Gemore, and Nathan enjoyed the hearty meats swimming in heavy sauce and the vegetables stewed in spices. The drinks were also good - Dalo had cracked open his liquor cabinet, and Nathan was again drinking the syrupy purple umna liquor that he and Kia favored. Everybody was drinking a fair amount, Nathan noticed.

The conversation was lighthearted, even if it covered serious topics - the Heirs were telling the long versions of their adventures in the past few weeks. Stanel was proud and a bit worried to hear that Sarah had killed a member of the Agmon nobility, while Kullal was more interested in hearing about the spell-propagation engine, making it clear she wanted to study everything theyd recovered from that crystalline spellbook. The Guardians were duly impressed with how simple the Siegeboar fight had been, summed up by Stanels wry comment. Felling a Siegeboar without risk below level 81 is an impressive feat.

However, the fight they dissected the most was the fight against Taeols ambush. Dalo had looked somewhat perturbed when it became clear that Nathan had directed the teams actions, but Kia had approved of the way the fight had gone.

She summed it up quickly. They had a counter prepared, but you had hidden capabilities and took advantage. Learn that lesson well - never let your enemies know what they wish, for they will plan to win. Many fights are won before blades are drawn.

Khachi looked over to Nathan, a faint grin on his face. Nathan has said as much, though phrased it as knowledge from his world. A book called The Art of War.

Kia snorted. One doesnt need an entire book for that small Insight. She cocked an eyebrow at Nathan. What else is in there?

He shrugged. Some philosophy. Discussions on when and why to fight, when to retreat and how to bluff well. To be honest, most of it is outdated political advice. The books more than two thousand years old.

A moment of silence greeted Nathans comment. The Heirs had faced this realization before, that Nathan knew writings thousands of years old, but it was new to the Guardians. Gemores culture was only a few hundred years old, and mainly focused on survival. Instead of writings and history, they had lethal dungeons. The only things to survive past the Endings were ready to kill you.

Stanel broke the silence, seizing on his comment. Nathan, what is the greatest weapon from your world?

Nathan was taking another sip of umna, and he set his glass down to blow air out through pursed lips. I shouldn't answer that.

Stanel looked disappointed. Im not asking for the Insights behind them! I just want to hear the description of the greatest weapon!

What even counts as a weapon? I guess they call nukes weapons of mass destruction, so thats obvious. Does a battleship count? The biggest weapon a person can really wield is probably a tank. Or a fighter jet. Ive already described those to the Heirs at least.

With a shrug, Nathan responded. I wont talk about the most terrible weapon. The most impressive weapons are probably flying machines. They can go faster than a bullet fired from a rifle, and carry enough firepower to destroy a Grave Tangle. And cost enough to feed a small city for a year.

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The [Weaponmaster] gave a faint smile, eyes far away. Ah, to fly across the land at such speeds, dispensing destruction.

Dalo spoke up, eyes lidded. To think, with such a thing you could nearly imitate a mage.

Stanel threw a fork at Dalo. It bounced off a tiny shield of force before returning to Stanels hands. Nobody responded beyond a faint sigh from Kullal. Then Stanel leaned on his elbows and grinned at the powerful elementalist. Well, you do have to worry about mana. Or other mages messing with your spells. Or even people like Nathan here, with a special relationship with magic.

The [Weaponmaster] speared a long vegetable and chewed on it, looking victorious. How would you fight Nathan, Dalo?

Stellas father shot Nathan an appraising look, running his fingers through his beard. Dont hit him. Break whatever hes standing on. Bury him in rubble, melt the rubble, then squash it.

Kia spoke up from down the table, lifting her glass of purple liquor. Ah, but what if he is in the air, as I am?

Stanel spoke up once more, interjecting while Dalo thoughtfully chewed on his own vegetables. Weve pored over the specifics of the other Heirs' planned builds, even if theyve shifted in recent times. His eyes panned over his own children. But what of Nathans? Can we give him advice? Everybody present turned to stare at Nathan, thoughtful expressions on their faces. He swallowed.

This feels remarkably awkward. But I bet theyll have some really useful things to say.

Nathan stayed quiet, waiting for judgment. Kullal spoke first, her voice even and lightly amused. Its hard to think how to fight Nathan when I know any magic cast upon him will only empower him, and any non-lethal wounds will quickly heal. I would probably throw Stanel at him, or hide behind Kia.

Dalo shrugged, interjecting. Stella can throw him with controlled rock, so if he was airborne I would attack by throwing natural boulders at him. More awkward and harder to control than using conjured stone, but it would probably work. He would need to dodge like an Air Stalker to avoid even a standard volley.

Stanel pursed his lips, nodding in agreement with Dalo. Ive fought some on the path of Rage before, and the trick is to control the distance. Some you must fight by wearing them down and exhausting their resource, others you attempt to kill with an early decisive strike. Its a hard decision, depending on their style and skills. He narrowed his eyes at Nathan. I would try to keep Nathan at bay, drain his Stamina until he stopped healing, then slowly wound him without giving him an opening.

Kia spoke up next. Divine knows that would likely cost a fortune in magic items. We saw him break Simla's swords. I would strike with a single powerful blow, with as little warning and as few tells as possible. She paused, tapping her lip with one finger. But if this is how we would fight Nathan, how should he further develop his build to counter such attacks?

Stanel flicked his hand as if to throw his opinion at Nathan. Everybody needs a way to attack from range. I dont know how that could work for Nathan, but its needed.

Kia inhaled with a frown, her brows furrowed in disagreement. No. Nathan has his focus. Mobility, antimagic and being impossible to suppress. With [Airwalking], healing and the ability to pierce any magical barrier, he should solve problems by closing the range and accepting nonlethal wounds to decisively wound his foes. And he should focus on dodging and mobility to ensure that none of the blows he takes are lethal.

Everybody took a moment to parse this, then Dalo looked over at Nathan. Do you have a mobility or a dodging skill? You should get one, if not, it works well with [Airwalking].

Stella started coughing, laughing. He has three.Then she shot an apologetic look to Nathan. Sorry. He waved away her apology. She hadnt given any details, and he was much more interested in getting better advice from the Guardians than he was in trying to hide secrets from them in case he ever had to fight them.

If I ever have to fight these people, something is seriously wrong. Besides, I think both Kia and Stanel will be able to mop the floor with me for the next thousand levels?

Dalos eyebrows climbed higher. Three? Well. That is impressive. Three high-level mobility skills in a fighter unburdened by armor is something I would normally torch a hillside over, or rely on force walls to narrow their field. But for you, hmm. He considered a moment, then looked at Nathan with a new weight. Train those skills as much as you are able. They will be key to your future. If you can, lean your class Development into that mobility. An airborne speed-fighter unconstrained by magic would be the nightmare of any mage.

Kullal was next to speak, eyes somewhat distant. Striking from stealth. Nathan would be as vulnerable as any to those striking from stealth, and must watch out for that. But I also believe he would be well-benefited by a focus on stealth, and sneaking. Many mages rely on spells to detect threats. Nathan, have you been able to slip by magical sensors before?

He nodded, thinking of the fight against the Enslavement mages in a ford. Hed been hidden in a bush and a spell had pinged Emerald, but not him. Hed also been able to bypass the Guilds security system, hopping over a wall without setting off any alarms. Yes. I also think I can get past security enchantments pretty easily.

The problem was that he and Kia were still out. Theyd been gone for hours, and Nathan was getting a bit worried about the cleric.

Three possibilities. Shopping for a new shield at this hour took a lot longer than they expected, they got attacked, or Kia decided Khachi needed one last training session. The last seems the most likely, and also probably the most dangerous for Khachi.

But Kullal was keeping a close watch on the front gate, and she gestured to let in two returning figures. Khachi looked tired, while Kia was her indefatigable self.

I swear, she reminds me of superman somedays. Down to the perfect hair and being goddamn attractive.

They stomped through the front door, before Khachi slumped on to a chair, letting out an exhausted breath.

Nathan looked over to him, wishing he had a beer he could pass over. Rough night?

Khahi rubbed the top of his head with one paw. Kia made me run around Gemore three times, working on spells to increase my mobility. Told me that Id need it to keep up with you.

Nathan couldnt help but feel a bit of schadenfreude. Did you pick up a shield?

The wolfman grunted with a faint edge of a growl, closing his eyes and relaxing into the chair. Six of them. Not all exactly according to my preference, but I can use my magic with all of them.

Nathan looked next to Sarah and Aarl. Well, can we hear about your class Developments now?

Sarah looked over, giving him a sly smile. I am unsure. Stella and Khachi seem in no state to pay attention. Lets delay until tomorrow.

Nathan sulked, but acquiesced. Before the Heirs departed to bed he gathered their attention. This has been wonderful. Lets note the good times when they come, yeah? This was a good time.

He got a sleepy wave from Stella, a grunted affirmation from Khachi, and a round of chuckles and nods from Aarl and Sarah.

Status of Nathan Lark:

Permanent Talent 1: Magic Absorption 8

Permanent Talent 2: Perfected Body 2

Talent 3: High-tier Slow Fall 5

Class: Spellbreaker Juggernaut level 72

Stamina: 820/820

Juggernaut's Wrath

Antimagic Momentum

Raging Thrill

Juggernaut's Inertia

Unarmored Resilience

Utility skills:

Battle Meditation 1

High-tier Earnestness 7

Mid-tier Sprinting 7

High-tier Spellsense 5

Mid-tier Notice 10

Mid-tier Identify 8

Mid-tier Dodging Footwork 6

High-tier Enhanced Memory 5

Mid-tier Lecturing 6

Mid-tier Tumbling 3