Chapter 819: Learning's Reward
The Mark of the Saint flared as brightly as the noonday sun, sending Alex stumbling back, shielding his eyes.
What's happening? he cried. Merzhin, whats happening?
All around the startled archwizard, came cries of alarm.
Watchers of Roal and their fellow guards scrambled to the top of the Castle wall. From the courtyard below, people were calling to each other.
Yet, Merzhinthe Saint of Thamelandwas silent.
Merzhin! Alex screamed. Merzhin, are you alright?
There was no reply, but the light grew brighter. What was it? Was it a trap? A Ravener attack?
Alexs heart was pounding.
How much did they actually know about the Marks? They had Uldars notes, but they were only partially translated. They had his journal, but his memory had been declining; he might easily have forgotten something important.
Clenching his teeth, Alex moved toward the light, reaching toward Merzhin. If he could just find the Saint, he could teleport him to safety. Maybe he could bring him to a healer, if he needed one.
Maybe he coulddo somethinganything!
But, he couldnt see the small Heros form: the only thing he could make out was the golden glow of Uldars hand. And thats what Alex reached for.
Ill help you, Merzhin! the archwizard cried. Dont worry, Im going to
Alexs hand brushed the Mark of the Saint.
Suddenly, a massive pain burned across his right shoulder, as though a metal rod had been pressed against his flesh. The Mark of the General began to blaze, though not as blindingly as Merzhins symbol.
Light emanating from the Mark of the General began pulsing, throbbing rhythmically, like a beating heart. The Mark of the Saint pulsed in time.
Alex felt a connection forming between the two Marks.
A stream of energy opened, flowing through the Mark of the Generallike a gatewaystreaming to the Mark of the Saint. For a moment, the Saints golden glow dimmed.
Then, abruptly ruptured, completely vanishing in a blink, replaced by a white brilliance that dazzled the eye. The radiance reminded Alex of the light that filled Uldars sanctum andbefore his eyesthe golden hue of the Saints Mark mottled, flecking away like bits of rust bleeding from iron.
The Mark now blazed white like sunlight striking fresh snow.
A breath later, Merzhins holy symbol erupted in song: singing the same hymn as when a Hero was found. Bright light dimmed, revealing Merzhins face. Alex could see him clearly, his mouth was open in shock, eyes were wide and his skin was ghostly pale.
I feelI feel much different! he cried. Itsincredible!
Whats happening? Alex shouted.
But any reply Merzhin might have made was stopped by a familiar voice. A voice that sent waves of revulsion down Alexs spine.
You have done well, Uldars voice whispered in his ear.
From Merzhins expression, Alex knew hed heard it too.
Is that him? the General demanded. Can he be back?
No! Merzhin shouted. It feels the same as his recording! Theres nothing behind it!
You have earned my full approval, Uldar said. A new technique to enhance the Saint. Something from another discipline growing what you already possess. That is my way. With my second-in-command, the General, granting you his approval, I empower you fully. Go. Destroy the Ravener. Bring my will unto the land.
With that, the light faded.
Alex blinked, the afterimage of the Uldars hand still in his vision. By the Traveller! he cried. What in all hells just happened?
Merzhin stood in front of him, looking shocked, but no worse for wear.
I still don't follow.
Okay. Uldar makes the Heroes in his own image so that they represent his traits.
Yes, that's right.
And what were the traits he most valued, besides power? Knowledge and learning, right? He uprooted all of his people so he could learn. Like I said, thats how he got so powerful.
And his church set up schools so his people could be taught, Merzhin reasoned. So that they could learn, just as he did. He commanded his people to go to those schools, and commanded his priests to teach in them.
Exactly! And why wouldnt he expect the same from his Heroes? Alex cried. So what happens if a General tries to teach the other Heroes and they all go: No thanks, I'm not interested in learning anything else. What's the General supposed to do, fight them?
Nothat would make the Heroes fall into in-fighting. But, the Heroes would need some punishment if they refused to learn, as Uldar intendedbut wait no. If the Marks were used to punish their bearers, that would risk Heroes rebelling or fleeing. Merzhins eyes were growing wider. Just as Fools fled Thameland when they were Marked. Just like you did! Er, no offence.
None taken, Alex said. So then, if the Marks weren't punishing the Heroes for not learning from the General. then wouldnt it make sense that they would reward their bearers if they did listen?
It doesso this is a reward? Merzhin asked, pressing his hand to his midriff. But why are there no recorRightthere's been no General in thousands of years.
Until me. And just now, I think we just inadvertently created a situation where your Mark rewards you, Alex said. I've been teaching Drestra and Cedric how to cast spells using body languageneither of them have gotten it yet. Not yet. But youI taught you a meditation technique that you used to calm your soul: you got it right away.
And calming my soul would put less strain on it when I channel divinity. Merzhin marvelled, lifting his robe again. I listened to the General, learned the skill, incorporated itand therefore, my Mark rewarded me.
For behaving the way Uldar wanted you to Alex muttered.
Thatdoesnt make me feel better, Merzhin said. There was a time when I would have been overjoyed at acting the way he wanted me to. But, I gain no joy from that now.
I get that, Alex said. But this is a new chance. Depending on what this reward is, we can use Uldars own will against him to destroy everything he's built to harm us.
Yes Merzhin murmured. That. That thought calms me. But what about you? You would have a reward as well, would you not?
Alex shook his head. My whole power is designed to let me learn.I've been doing that this whole time: and havent gotten a reward.
But you have not enacted Uldars will yet.
The archwizard frowned. What do you mean?
Just what I said: you have not finished enacting his will, Merzhin said. The people of Thameland were instructed to learn, and go to the schools. But a school without a teacher, has no purpose, andas we said earlierthe priesthoods command was to teach.
The Saint pointed at Alexs shoulder. If we are rewarded for learning
then, maybe I'd be rewarded for teaching! Alex cried. Perhaps, if I empower all of your Marks? Maybe I'll gain something too.
It's possible, Merzhin said. As you said: Uldars memory was starting to slip. We cannot expect him to have mentioned everything in detail. He smiled then.
Tears filled his eyes, running down his face.
Whoa! Alex cried. What's wrong?
Nothing, the Saint sniffled. He looked many years younger than he really was. I'm just pleasedthat I was useful. I helped discover this. Perhaps being helpful like this was the reason I was born.
Alex shook his head. I don't know the reason why any of us is born, but I do know we get to decide what that reason is. I'd forgotten that for a while when I had the Mark of the Fool, but, its true, we get to set the path ahead of us. Were the ones who get to tell ourselves why were here. We get to say what our role is.
Perhaps the Saint said. Perhaps I will decide for myself in the future. But for now? I am happy I did this. I do not know if this will make up for what I have done, if this will be my penance, but at least it's a beginning.
His smile was broad. Come, we must tell the others our news!
And unlock more power, just like you did, Alex added. You said the flow of divinity is greater and your soul-gate is stronger: we should explore that.
Yes Merzhin said. I would like to test my limits. Actually, could you do me a favour?
Anything, Alex said.
The Saints eyes shone, bright and clear. Could you contact Birger for me?