Chapter 650: New Rules
Shell be difficult to track, the hunter said. You cant sneak up on a gorgon. Also, she sounds like someone who wouldnt be found unless she wants to.
Dallion nodded. He was fortunate enough to have stumbled on another hunter in the mage village. The man was a veteran from the north with a permanent contract to the Academy. From what he had explained, the war was causing increasing disruptions in the northern provinces to the point that the Academy preferred to do their creature research in the local enclave.
Having spent his time exclusively in the southern part, Dallion still found it difficult to believe that the Tamin Empire could be anything but victorious, but apparently reality thought otherwise. While the Wetie province enjoyed relative calmother than the internal conflict between Countess Priscord and Archduke Lanitoland had even acquired a few new territories, other provinces had gone on the defensive.
It wont be a priority mission, though. Ill keep an eye out when Im doing other things.
As long as you give me regular news. Dallion nodded. None of the local mages had officially said anything, but he had the feeling that in a few days hed be moved to some place closer to the Academy. It also helped that the dryad items kept being gossipy as always.
An echo item, then.
I dont have enough to pay you now, but the hunters in Lanitol will tell you Im good for it.
Kid, youre a mage now. The veteran cracked a smile. Youre more than good for it. Are you sure, though? This is the sort of thing that can become expensive really fast.
That was a good question. Did Dallion have to search for Euryale? The gorgon was smart enough to see the political implications before they happened. It was entirely possible that she had hired someone to search for him as well; and given the recent development, Dallion wouldnt be difficult to find.
Im sure, Dallion said, firmly.
Youre the client. The veteran adjusted his backpack, then tossed a metal ring to Dallion. The way he did suggested that this wasnt the first time hed had to leave echo items behind. A personal piece of advice. Dont spend too much time talking to my echo. Its unlikely I'll find anything for the next few months.
Ill try. Dallion put the ring on his left pinky finger. May the Moons be with you.
Thanks, kid. The hunter turned around and made his way to the village gate.
Dallion kept on looking until the man disappeared from view. With that, his old life effectively came to an end. For the moment, there was no one else he could tell of his ascension to magehood. The personal conflict between him and Countess Priscord made it unwise to attract attention to himself. And even if that wasnt the case, Dallion wasnt sure what to say exactly.Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com
Itll be fine, Nil said from within Dallions awakening realm. News will spread like wildfire, if it hasnt already. New mages are always a big deal. A late bloomer such as yourself is quite extraordinary. The last time it occurred was during the early days of the empire.
Yeah, Dallion whispered.
Close to a week had passed since the Star had been defeated. Dallions condition had improved significantly. Thanks to the mages efforts, the permanent pain effect had been removed, though the bleeding was still there. Mage Eleria had managed to reduce it significantly, but confessed that only time or a bishop of the Order of the Seven Moons could remove it completely.
Dal, Lalandra, the village scribe, rushed to him. Not that he had acquired the magic trait, her attitude towards him had changed significantly. The chief wants to see you.
Be on your guard, dear boy, Nil said. Sounds like Eleria will call in her favors.
You say that each time she calls for me.
Shes a mage. Mages only call people when they want something from them. I would know.
Dallion didnt respond. The creator of the echo was indeed a mage, although he had been outcast by the Academy and banished to Nerosal. Neither the old echo, nor the man, had shared any further details, and Dallion never asked.
Lets go, he said, then started his way towards the administrative building of the enclave.
The structure remained the largest in the village, rising four floors high and maintained to perfection. In the past, Dallion thought that the buildings domain was maintained daily. Now, thanks to his magic vision, he could see that wasnt the case. The walls were no different from those of any structure hed seen, except for the fact that they were covered with intricate rune patterns. It wasnt so much an illusion as a shift of reality. Nil had tried to explain it, but all Dallion could compare it with was combat splitting of a building in which only the best version was brought to reality.
The scribe opened the door for him, accompanying him through the labyrinth of stairways and corridors until they arrived at the mages floor.
Good luck, Lalandra said with her usual smile. Ill be waiting for you here.
Thanks.
Did you know him?
No, but my original might have. Such failures are rare and remembered for a long time, even if no one talks about them.
That would explain a lot. Could it also be the reason that Cleric was an albino?
Never ask him that, Nil warned. Itll be the same as asking someone how they got their powers sealed. The difference is that theres no way to unseal magic. Once you lose it, its forever.
Does that disturb you? the mage asked.
No, Dallion lied.
Finally, dont accept any duels until you get your trait to ten. Personally, Id say forever, but at level ten youll be able to make up your own mind.
Are they to the death? Dallion let out a polite chuckle.
No, theyll just cost time. A duel is a way to shift magic trait levels. The winner takes a level from the loser. The Moon doesnt allow anyone to lose their magic completely, but you might be stuck at level one for the rest of your life.
I can always make up for it.
Sure you can, but the effort required will always increase. Losing magic levels doesnt decrease the difficulty of the next.
I see what you mean.
The example with the glasses was a bit deeper than it seemed. The decanter was also illustrating a point. Either that, or Dallion was overthinking things.
Finally, theres one small matter Id like to discuss.
Dallion nodded, taking another sip of his drink. It was clear by the bouquet of aromas that it had to be insanely expensive. More than likely, he wouldnt get offered more in the near future.
I want you to level up this village to a town.
The request almost made Dallion drop his glass in shock. Not only was the request extreme, but it was also made in such a calm fashion that someone would think it was a matter of improving a pocket knife.
No need to look so surprised. Youre a high enough level for it. Besides, as a hunter and Hero of Nerosal, it should be easy.
Easy isnt the right word Dallion said beneath his breath. If I do that, itll make me the owner of the area.
So? No one here will be bothered. In fact, youll be doing us a service. Weve been asking this place to be improved for a while, and both the countess and the archduke are dragging their feet. Since they know that the Academy cant take sides in internal conflicts, their interest in the matter is somewhat lacking.
What did I tell you? Nil grunted. Mages. Cant trust them as far as you can cast them.
You that both of them hate my guts, right? Dallion remained uncertain how to proceed.
Were not waiting for approval, Dal. We just need someone to actually do the job. Paying mercenaries is troublesome. And mages tend to be too low level for that.
Didnt magic make up for that?
It does, but as an exception, it also cant improve things. If that werent the case, there'd be mage cities all over the world. As powerful as magic is, its ability to modify the physical world is limited.
It was starting to sound eerily similar to the Stars void abilities.
Since youre one of us now, the Academy wont have anything against if you help out.
Nothing against, eh? Dallion thought. What about me?