Chapter 184: The Sword Expedition

Chapter 184: The Sword Expedition

The feast was definitely on the pricey side. Considering the gifts Dallion had received, as well as the help in completing the area job, he was more than happy to pay. The experience, though. Got him thinking.

It was said that according to awakened etiquette it was rude to enter a realm during conversations. Dallion knew from firsthand experience how awkward that made things, and at the same time, he wanted to check on the harpsisword guardian. So, after a round of chatting, and once he had consumed enough food to relieve part of his fatigue, he did what he had to do.

PERSONAL AWAKENING

I knew you would try this. Nil was waiting for him in the awakening room. Judging by his body language, he didnt fully approve of the visit. It may seem harsh, but I would recommend against attachments with your items, the echo said. That includes myself and the library as well.

Dallion rolled his eyes. This was a conversation he didnt need right now.

There is a thin line between care and obsession. Your objects shouldnt be toys for you to play with, but they shouldnt own you either. Item injuries happen, just as normal injuries do.

Are you telling me to ignore it?

In crude terms, yes.

The answer came as a surprise. Dallion didnt expect the echo to be so blunt about it.

Mistakes were made. Learn from them, try to make sure they dont happen again, and then move on. Everything else will hurt both you and the guardian youre obsessing over.

Worrying when someone is hurt isnt an obsession, Dallion said as he walked past the echo. And its not your concern.

It shouldnt be yours, either. At some point youll have dozens of items linked to your realm. Would you worry about all of them the same way?

Dallion didnt listen. The old echo undoubtedly knew a lot of things, but it seemed real life wasnt one of them. Maybe that was the result of age, and maybe in thirty years Dallion would become the same, but for the moment he cared and wanted to continue to do so.

Making his way through the corridors, Dallion entered the nymphs area. As usual, she was playing her harp on the top of her tower. There was not even the slightest hint of sadness in her melody, though that didnt make Dallion feel much better. Without a word, he climbed up the staircase to reach her.

Hey, Dallion whispered, so as not to disrupt her playing.

On second thought, it would have been better if he had stood silently and wait for her to finish. A few seconds later, she did. As the guardian moved her fingers away from the harp, the strings disappeared, becoming drops of water that flowed down the instrument into a small golden bowl beneath it.

Nice tune, Dallion said.

The nymph looked at him with a warm smile, her expression saying Im fine.

I should have been more careful. I didnt think that cracks could affect you as well which is stupid, since cracks are the embodiment of wear and tear, he started rambling. The thing is, I messed up and I wanted to make sure youre alright.

Im battle gear. The water in the bowl vibrated, creating words. That was her explanation for a lot of things. What you see and what I do are different things.

Suddenly, a blue flame poofed into existence, perching itself on the nymphs shoulder. The firebird chick had clearly become familiar with the awakened realm, and also was expressing a preference towards the nymph compared to Dallion himself.

I guess youre right.

Dallion turned around, looking towards the sea. The usually calming sunset didnt have any effect. For some reason he worried a lot about her in a way she reminded him of his motherhis local mother. Thinking back, it was rushed for him to venture out so soon after defeating Aspion. He could well have remained a few more months and helped with the leveling up of the village, however, the drive for adventure didnt let him. No, it was more than a drive, it was a deep desire to find out more of this world and its link to Earth. Leveling up was supposed to be the means, yet somewhere on the way it had become the goal.

Why am I so confused about everything? Dallion wondered. This seemed very much unlike him. Or was this the real him finally shining through?

Vulnerability, the nymph said using the vibration of the water. Each time you come across something new that makes you feel vulnerable you react. Its normal. Youre a musician, after all.

A musician Dallion let out a dry laugh. She wasnt wrong about the vulnerability aspect, though. Its because Im reckless, isnt it?

Everything you gain has its advantages and perils. Until you venture further into your realm and defeat these fears, they will remain lurking there, appearing when the occasion arises.

So, that was the downside. The warnings the achievements came with werent just flavor text to make them sound mysteriousthey were illustrating the consequences. Each achievement came with its own baggage; the more Dallion amassed, the more he had to deal with. On a subconscious level, he probably knew that because he had avoided venturing in his realm after that one time, despite desperately wanting to level up. There would always be a reason or excuse for him to delay. Quite possibly that was part of the challengein wasnt just about defeating the echo guardian, it was about finding the courage and desire to do so as well.

Tonight, Dallion thought. Im breaking the cycle tonight!

Thanks, Harp. He turned towards her. You always help me out.

Check. Dallion extended his ring hand forward.

Without hesitation, Estezol put his finger on the ring, then moved it away again.

Quite the account. The neared man nodded a few times. And just the three of you. Do you mind if I take the ring for a moment?

Sure, Dallion replied.

However, doing so ended up being easier said than done. Getting the metal band off Dallions finger proved more cumbersome than some of the battles he had done through. After trying for a few seconds, Estezol took out a vial of olive oil to assist. Apparently, Dallion wasnt the first person this had happened to, nor would he be the last. A minute later, his efforts were rewarded and he handed a very oily ring to Estezol. In return the short bearded man gave him a piece of cloth to clean his hands, then disappeared elsewhere in the guildhall.

That could have gone smoother, the armadil shield remarked.

Very funny, Dallion grumbled. Youre in a good mood today. What happened?

Oh, I was just touched you were so worried about me. Not to worry, though, Im perfectly fine and healthy as youll find out when you visit. That is, if you still intend to keep your promise.

That was a low blow, but there was no getting around it. Dallion had said that in a moment of concern during the battle, and he knew better not to keep his word.

Dal! Estezol shouted from the staircase. Come up here for a moment, please?

Sure. Dallion placed the oily cloth on the counter, far away from any paper, and rushed up.

Estezol lead on to the fourth floor, after which he continued further till. At that point Dallion felt a sense of unease and excitement. From what he knew, the guild master and his assistants occupied the top floor, along with the occasional captain. Going there was the equivalent of being called to see the boss of the company.

In many aspects, the floor was no different from the rest. A T-shaped corridor led along wooden walls of doors. Judging by the size, Dallion would expect that each room was about a hundred square feet or less.

Estezol took to the end of the corridor, knocked on one of the identical wooden doors, then opened it for Dallion to go in. Not knowing what to expect, Dallion stepped right in, only to have the door close behind him without warning.

Morning, Dal. March said from across the room. Its time we had our second chat.

The casual clothes she was wearing made her no less intimidating. Standing by the single window of the room, the woman held Dallions guild ring, moving it between her fingers as if she were about to perform a magic trick.

Dallion swallowed. Looking at things objectively there were two conclusions he could come to: the captain had something important to say, and this wasnt the captains roomit lacked any furniture or decorations. In fact, the only item in the entire room was an old, massive sword hanging down from the ceiling. The weapon itself was made of a metallic-green material Dallion hadnt seen before. About a third of the blade was flawless, shining with a pleasant green gleam. the guard and hilt, on the other hand, were heavily corroded with patches of rush.

I saw that youve cleaned your first area, March said. Good initiative, although you still need some work on the execution side.

Ill get there, Dallion replied. Im learning from my mistakes.

I know, and you have a lot more mistakes to make until youre ready. She tossed Dallion his ring back. What do you think this is?

A sphere item? Dallion knew this was a trick question, he just didnt know what the trick was.

Its a world item, March clarified. Similar to a sphere item, but different, and much, much larger. Youve seen complex sphere items. You know how large they could be. This is beyond that. Each level is a world in itself, but also isnt.

Dallion blinked.

Each level is a realm the size of a city, and just as intricate. Each realm has a gate that leads to the next. The guardian only appears when certain conditions are met. However, once you defeat the guardian, it doesnt go away. It only lets you pass further. Weve explored less than a dozen levels, but one thing became clear from the beginningthese levels were inhabited.

A whole world in a sword, Dallion whispered

A very dead world, from what we have determined. Weve come across lots of ruins, but no inhabitants. The captain took a step closer to the sword, her hand reaching out, but stopping an inch from the metal surface. There arent many of these items out there. The truth is that no one is sure what they are exactly. This one was lent to us by the Magic Academy. Since they failed to explore it, they agreed to part with it for a price.

Just like that? Dallion couldnt stop himself from asking. Fortunately for him, a smile appeared on the womans face.

The guild master has his ways. Needless to say that this has been the guilds major investment and as such the faster we finish exploring the item, the better. That is where you come in.

Me? Dallion felt pressure as if an anvil was placed on his shoulders.

I want you to gain enough area experience and when you do join the expedition to explore the sword to the hilt.

Dallion swallowed. This wasnt something he had expected.