Chapter 312: Strategic Thinking

Chapter 312: Strategic Thinking

It was like lightning. Celias movements were on the verge of Dallions perception level. He would get a notion of what the woman was about to do, then it would follow almost simultaneously. In a matter of seconds, Dallion had already been wounded several times, reducing his health to eighty percent. The only way to cope was by using as much combat splitting as he could muster. Thankfully, his opponent wasnt anywhere as good in that area.

Based on her actions so far, Dallion assumed she could handle two or three instances, but not more. That was a relief. At least he knew he could defend against her.

Youve fought furies before? the woman asked as she paused her attacks. Being the constant attacker, she could afford as much. The unnerving part was that she was doing it in an annoyingly wholesome sort of way. There was no malice, no hidden motives, just casual conversation between people on the street.

A few times, Dallion replied. There was no need to clarify the results of those fights. I didnt know there were he paused, uncertain what word to use.

Mongrels? Celia asked with a laugh. Were rare. Some say were the best in both worlds. Not that my mother approves of anything said in the city. According to her, Im wasting my life away, instead of"

Dallion grasped his chance. Taking advantage of the fact that she was talking, he rushed forward as fast as his body would take him. Splitting into five instances, he attacked the woman from both flanks, above and head on. To his major disappointment, all attacks were evaded. It seemed that despite her lack of splitting potential, his opponent didnt have any blind spots.

The attack failed, Dallion quickly retreated a dozen feet away.

Youre quite good. Celia smiled. Much better than Gola. I thought he would be the one to beat. Guess Im mistaken.

You know each other?

Oh, hes well known in the tournament circles. Even the officials have heard of him.

The officials? Dallion asked.

I assume some slang referring to participants who received proper invitations, Nil replied. Thats the thing with the festival. Its such a major event that even trivial activities create their own ecosystem.

The echo was a hundred percent correctthe wannabe tournament wasnt supposed to be glamorous by any stretch of the imagination. By definition, the applicants were those who were considered too weak or unorthodox to receive an official invitation. That was what the rounds were forto weed out the complete weaklings from those with potential. However, all those applying saw it differently. Dallion had fought with a handful so far, but thanks to his music skills, he had a feeling he knew them. For some, this was a means to challenge themselves, for others it was a tournament in itselfthe chance to prove their worth to the world. In a way, it was like the original idea of the Olympics back on Eartha competition in which everyone could participate, not only the professionals with decades of training.

Who would have expected for someone like you to appear this year. Now it was Celias turn to attack without warning.

The attack was executed flawlessly. If it wasnt for the emotional change a split second before her charge, Dallion might have been in some serious trouble. Having music skills really was cheating, and not in the way he originally thought. Being able to manipulate enemies, freeze them, and even affect their condition was all good and well, but the real advantage of the skill was allowing Dallion to know what someones intentions were.

Splitting into four instances, Dallion leapt away from his current spot, performing a defensive circular slash as he did. In two of the cases, he succeeded in avoiding a hit. In the other two, things didnt turn out so well.

Why isnt he fighting seriously? Constanza was heard asking.

Because hes smart, Lady Marigold replied. Both of them are. Only fools attack without having a plan of action.

Dallion cringed, thinking back to the days in which he would just blindly charge at enemies, relying on his, at the time, incredible level of reflexes. Thank the Moons he was lucky to awaken in a small village. If he had made the same mistakes in a place like Nerosal things would have gone down much different.

You cant win if youre constantly on the defensive, dear boy, Nil said. Youll face a lot faster opponents in the arena.

I know, Dallion replied.

Cold, the armadil shield said. I see the logic, though. Wont be much of a spectacle if draws are allowed.

I guess thats it, then? Celia asked. Unless you want to get back to our previous way of fighting.

How about neither? Dallion played a chord. His goal was to soften the ground, as before. However, this time, he targeted a far smaller area. With him as the epicenter of the effect, he had the power to free himself, while keeping Celia stuck. That way he could calmly approach and defeat her with his harpsisword. It wasnt going to be a fair victory, but still a victory nonetheless.

The ground around Dallions feel became soft once more. This time the pit was the size of a small muddy puddle, allowing Dallion to just step out. The moment he did, though, the ground started shaking.

Whats going on? Dallion asked. Can furies do this?

Its not furies you have to worry about, Nil said. Do you think youre the first to discover this use of music? The reason people tend to not use skills to affect an area is because of the consequences.

Damn it!

Dallion already knew he had messed up. It was an understandable mistake, which was possibly why Nil hadnt warned him about it. Realmslike everything elsewere beings. When Dallion had targeted the ground, he had also targeted the guardian of the realm.

In Dallions mind, time froze. Reciting the names of the seven Moons, he tried to concentrate on the possible outcomes. He could defeat Celia, then try to come with an agreement with the guardian. The amount of disdain visible throughout the ground indicated that option to be highly unlikely. Dallion could also attempt to take the guardian on his own. That also seemed less than optimal, and would require that Dallion reveal all his cards; and even then, it was uncertain whether hed succeed.

How much trouble am I in? Dallion asked, rushing towards Celia.

Id say the guardian is twice stronger than the one in your stiletto, Nil said. Of course, youre free to wait for it to appear to be certain.

No thanks! Dallion played a chord. The ground around Celias feet loosened up.

Temporary peace, Dallion said, offering a hand.

You think? The woman grabbed his hand, getting out of the mud. What did you do?

Got the realm annoyed at us, Dallion replied. Very, very annoyed.

TRAINING SPHERE GUARDIAN

Species: Metalin

Class: Iron

Statistics: 100% HP

Skills: ???

Weak spots: ???