Chapter 386: The Safeguard

Chapter 386: The Safeguard

Green, Red, and white markers appeared everywhere. It had been a while since Dallion relied on those. The sight made him feel nostalgic. In this case, the markers werent his, they were Glorias. After becoming a Seer, Dallions markers were the ones trying to catch up to him.

A green ellipsoid cone emerged starting, from the Moon Echos mace arm and continuing along the corridor. It marked the area of attack. With his current speed Dallion could easily evade it even without using combat splitting, but for Gloria, it was a different matter entirely.

Without hesitation, the woman made a series of somersaults, shooting bolts between each flip. As expected, the enemy blocked them with no issue.

Dallion didnt delay either, letting go of his harpsisword and summoning his whip blade instead.

Slice him, Gleam, Dallion whispered as he swung the weapon forward.

The blade extended, breaking up into sharp metal fragments. Noticing the attack, the echo reacted, though far too slowly to put up an adequate defense. While the initial strike was avoided, that only gave enough momentum for Gleam to swing the weapon around and fly back, slicing the echo in two like a ball of hay.

A single hit would have been enough, Dallion sighed.

I wanted to make you look a bit impressive, Gleam said.

COMBAT INITIATED

MOON ECHO has increased a level

Two red rectangles appeared in the air.

What? Dallion summoned the armadil shield, taking a defensive stance.

Before his very eyes, a new Moon Echo emerged. It was identical to the previous one in every single detail, with one notable exception: its level had gone up.

Interesting, Nil said. Ive heard theoretical speculation on the topic, but I never thought Id see it in person. Sometimes, dear boy, you make the most extraordinary things happen.

Tell me whats happening, Nil. Dallion moved backwards, splitting into instances as he did. That turned out to be a good move, since the Moon Echo rushed forward at full speed, directly doing a multi-attack. Apparently, the Moons werent bound by the standard rules and could perform stat specials without even completing a sequence.

You might have triggered the trial, but youre not the target. Thus, until Gloria defeats the challenge, it wont be considered a success. The only thing youre doing is making it more difficult for her.

Great

Dont you see how fascinating this is? The Moons have created safeguards to ensure their rules function even in the face of exceptions.

Gloria, youll have to win this, Dallion shouted. I can help, but I cant kill it.

For a moment, it seemed as if he were acting like a guardian. Maybe this was what they felt? Both the armadil shield and Dallions harpsisword were far stronger than him, and yet were forced to watch him struggle against weak enemies while not being able to help out. The fact that they had done so on a few occasions was almost a wonder in itself.

Four more bolts zipped past Dallion aimed at the echo, and once again they were easily deflected.

Whats wrong? Gloria asked. Cant deal with him?

I can, but each time I kill it, it levels up.

The echo spun the mace, then let it fly at Dallion. Instantly, he split into five instances. Three of them suffered minor damage as a result. Two didnt.

At least its attacking me. Take advantage of that and"

Gloria rushed past Dallion. Leaping straight at the echos head, she spun mid-air, attempting to kick the echo while also shooting at it from close range. It was a good plan. Unfortunately, the echo had realized exactly what she was doing. Its speed, now slightly faster since its level up, was enough to evade the bolts while also hitting Gloria with a series of punches.

Five red rectangles stacked above the womans head as she was thrown back. The only reason there werent more was Lux, who had pulled her away fast enough to escape the brunt of the attack.

Immediately Dallion jumped between the two, preventing the echo from continuing with its attack. One question came to mindwhy was the echo silent? Dallion knew from personal experience that the Moon avatars were quite talkative during trials. Even if they werent, thanks to his new stat he was supposed to be able to hear them.

The mace disappeared from the floor, reappearing in the echos hand. It didnt seem to be in the mood for talking.

Thinking about it, Dallion could see the extent to which such trials were in the awakeneds favor. Had this been a serious battle, every sliver of health and every useless action would be punished. When dealing with echoes, there were nearly no consequences. One hit and it was all resolved.

Soon enough, Dallion was back in the real world again. Only this time, exhaustion had set in. Apparently, unsealing required a lot of energy, even if it only showed in the real world.

Guess I showed you? Dallion attempted a smile, as Veil stepped away dazzled by what had happened. On the outside, he seemed far more reserved compared to his sister, but his inside emotions were exactly the same.

Congratulations, dear boy. You kept your self-imposed promise to yourself, Nil said.

It would have been nice to gain a level or two, Dallion said. But yes, Im happy with the result. Now, its all up to them.

The same could be said about you. With your mind at ease, maybe youll finally be able to break your next barrier.

As much as Dallion hated to admit it, he had been in a sort of slump lately. It was all fine explaining that he was getting used to the wilderness in order to become a hunter, or that he was focusing on his real-world forging experience, but all those were just excuses. There was another reason Dallion had only leveled up a few times in the past few months, and it had nothing to do with his skills or the Star.

What do you know? Veil turned to Dallion with the same attitude hed had before the festival. Youre not a lost cause.

And youre starting to act far too much like a noble, Dallion laughed. Whats next? Local tournaments?

Hardly, Gloria said. But a theater is possible.

This wasnt something Dallion thought hed hear. While Gloria was in the Nerosal, he had helped her join a troupe, but it had quickly become obvious that she lacked the skills to become anything more than a backstage performer. The only reason she was acceptedother than Dallions arrangement with the city underworldwas because of her pure-blonde hair.

Did Falkner suggest this?

No, but he agreed to support it. The only reason I didnt pursue it was because I knew I wouldnt have the skills. Now, things are different. As you said, it all depends on me.

I know, but Dallion struggled with words. It takes more than one person to open a theater.

Thats true. But two can start it.

Two?

Me and your mother. There isnt a village in the area unaware of her music skill. As long as I put in the effort I could match it, which will help us establish the first theater in the entire area. Entertainment is power after all, and through it well have the village grow into a town.

Dallion shook his head. Knowing her grandfather, he should have expected something of the sort. The current generation of Luors werent as vicious or spiteful as the old man was. They had put in a lot of effort to raise Dharmas living standard, and the village itself. People liked them Dallion liked them, but they had always been born to govern.

You dont approve? Gloria asked, a ring of concern sounding within her.

Its not that. I just I tend to spend most of my time in the wilderness now, he avoided the answer. Im training to become a hunter now.

With Eury?

Yes, but thats not the only reason.

You just dont like feeling contained, Veil said.

The description was good enough to make Dallion nod.

Your grandfather used to say that at the time. At least if my grandfather is to be believed. And it seems youre following in his footsteps. When Dherma became too small for you, you went to Nerosal. When the city became too small, you started roaming throughout the wilderness. What happens when the wilderness is too small for you? What then?

Another good question to which Dallion had no answer. This time, however, he had no intention of even trying.

It was good seeing you, Dallion said, turning towards the exit.

You can stay here as long as you like, Gloria said, taking a few steps forward.

Maybe I will sometime. Dallion walked on, not even looking back. Say hi to Falkner if you see him.