Chapter 631: Deals of the Past

Chapter 631: Deals of the Past

As the sun set, complete calm fell upon the village. Unlike towns and cities, nighttime was the point at which everything pretty much stopped. Only a handful of guards were still awake, keeping an eye out for creatures or provincial messengers. The villagers had no illusions that they couldnt stop any advancing army, especially one coming from abroad. Whispers of war and tensions between Countess Priscord and the Archduke had made many quite tense. Despite saying, and often believing, that nothing interesting happened in the middle of nowhere, there were some who still remembered the wars of succession forty years ago. The situation had been similar back then, causing many small towns and villages to be completely cut off from the rest of the province. There were no merchants, no travelers, even monks from the Order rarely made any visits.

Sitting in front of his house, Havoc looked at the night stars, sipping a cup of boiled alcohol. One could say it was an acquired tasteone that an outcast was forced to get used to.

I knew youd come back, the large man said. It was just a matter of time.

A figure appeared a few steps away. A faint trail of dust in the air indicated that he had run to the spot faster that the common eye could see.

Didnt think youd be so open about it. Even after dark, people can hear.

Even if they see me, theyll soon forget, Dallion said.

Are the guards alright?

I didnt fight them. They let me in.

The truth was that Dallion had used his music skills to let down their guards enough so he could invade their realms and place a limiting echo there. The echoes would only remain until he got far enough from the village, after which they would destroy themselves. Until then, though, they would limit all the peoples memories of Dallion. Even now, they had become convinced that an animal had made its way to the village gate, then walked away without even entering. By tomorrow, they would have forgotten even that.

Will you let me finish this? Havoc asked, holding his drink.

Dallion nodded.

The large man shook his head with a quiet laugh, then gulped down what was left and placed the cup on the ground.

Lets go. He stood up and entered the house. Dallion followed.

Who really de-leveled you?

The Order are the only ones who could. Didnt I tell you already?

That was before I figured it out. Now we can have a real conversation. It wasnt just the Academy that sent you. The countess was involved as well, and so was the Star. Dallion said the word slowly, making sure that Havoc understood the meaning behind his reasoning. You were to capture the aetherbird and bring it to the Dallion paused. The countess, I believe.

Havoc remained silent.

Its my guess she initially wanted to use it to become a mage. Being crafty, she knew that the other partners in the deal would be against it. The Academy needed the skill gem so they could study and potentially recreate it. The Star, on his part, only wanted to make sure that the aetherbird remained imprisoned. Thats what happens if you keep it in its gem, right?

Ill take your word for it.

I might be talking crap. Dallion made his way to the nearest chair and sat down. Maybe the deal was nothing like this, but the players were the same. Something on the way messed up. You had a change of heart.

Havoc made his way to the nearby shelf and took a large bottle. The strong stench of alcohol filled the room as he removed the cork.

Id say it was Eurys mentor. Ive no idea whether he shared it with the rest of you, or decided on the spur of the moment. Bottom line, he got the skill gem and the rest of you let him have it. Suggesting he failed was a nice touch.

Did I do that?

You might as well have. After using the information and the devices you got, he probably gave you a feather or two to buy your silence, then had someone go explain the failure to the countess. I think that was you.

Why not just go himself?

A few days ago, I thought he had. Not anymore, though. When I tried to do the same, the countess snuffed me out. She must have some artifact that senses magic.

Havoc turned pale. Almost dropping the bottle, he stepped back against the wall, terrified of what Dallion had just told him. The fear was emanating from him to the point that it was more noticeable than the smell of alcohol.

No, the large man whispered. You cant have it

Were not friends, Havoc. I dont owe you a thing. Im here to learn the Stars location.

All remaining blood was drained from the large mans face. If he looked pale before, now hed become outright sickly.

I told you, I only saw him once. Im not lying.

I know youre not. In fact, Ive been using my music skills to make sure that you wouldnt. I know that someone like you would move mountains to figure out where to stay away from. That was the reason you wanted me to break your limits so you could get as far from here as possible. I know the Star isnt in the fallen south, so where is he?

Droplets of sweat covered the mans face. Within him, an invisible battle was raging. If he were to provide the information and Dallion failed, the Star would come back and Havoc would rejoin the rest of his team. However, it was beyond a mid-level awakened to go against the emotions Dallion had been infusing him with at every word. The guilt within Havoc had grown so much that he wanted to let it all out.

East, he finally said. Thats where the cultists keep going.

The cultists go everywhere. Why are you

There are no cities to the east. If they were simply hiding there, the Order would have sent a few armies and wiped them out, but each time they did, the armies were annihilated.

Is that true, Nil?

Youre asking highly theoretical questions. Its possible, although Id venture the Star is in the fallen South. What better place to reminisce about the past?

Nil

Yes, I suppose its possible. The Academy has been told not to venture there. To be honest, Im surprised the enclave you went to was allowed to exist at all.

So, thats it.

There are hundreds of places mages are discouraged from going. The east is one of them, the south is another.

Thats not enough to be sure. He could be in the west.

There had been small instances of the poison plague on the west, far from the rest of the civilized world. It was just as possible that the rogue mage to have gone there to test his creation.

The Star warned me not to go there.

That came as a slight shock. Dallion remained calm for a few moments, then slowly took a few steps towards Havoc.

When he told me hed spare my life, he warned me never to go east.

That changed things. The east was a pretty big concept. Whole provinces of the empire stretched there, places Dallion hadnt even visited. However, for the Star to give the warning, it had to be a place that Havoc was able to realistically reach.

Anything else that slipped your mind?

Thats it.

Dallion stared at the man for a while longer, then went to the door.

Well never meet again, Havoc. Just in case youre wondering, when I face the Star, Ill tell him you showed me where to find him. Keep that in mind in case you think of somehow warning him. Win or lose, the Star doesnt like being betrayed. You, of all people, should know that.

Youve changed. Havoc whispered as Dallion opened the door. You havent just become stronger, youve become heartless as well.

Everyone in the wilderness becomes heartless.

Not like you.

For a moment, the prophecy of the hunter dwarf went through Dallions mind. What if it really was him whod bring the end of the world; not through helping the Star of the phoenix, but because of what hed become? In order to defeat a monster, he himself had turned into one. The big question was, would he be able to turn back?