3.11 In Which the Dark Lord Gets the Bad News

3.11 In Which the Dark Lord Gets the Bad News

Things moved much quicker after that. Once Sneppit started giving orders, goblins scurried off in every direction and we found ourselves swept along with the tide. Just minutes after the confrontation on the tram platform, Yoshi and I were being seated at a low (for us, everything here was goblin-sized) table in an obvious conference room, with Sneppit, Rizz, and several others I hadnt met yet.

Sorry about the furniture, boys, said Sneppit as the two of us seated ourselves on the floor since fitting into goblin chairs wasnt really in the cards. Nobody involved in building this place ever expected to be entertaining talls. We need to keep this meeting as efficient as possible anyway, so hopefully you wont be down there long.

Oh, this is fine, were perfectly comfortable, Yoshi said hastily, then gave me an awkward grin. Actually its sorta nostalgic, yknow?

Sitting on the floor is common where were from, I explained in response to Sneppits raised eyebrows. In fact, this works way better than what I was trying to do. I had a goblin-sized chair built to human height for my conference room but it was always sort of awkward. Yeah, a low table, goblins in their own chairs and humans on the groundthis works much better. I should implement this myself.

Well, glad to help, I guess.

People might not like that, said Yoshi. Fflyr arent Japanese, Omura-san. The legs cramp up if youre not used to it.

Well, they dont have to kneel.

Plannin to have a lot of goblins at your conference table, are ya? Rizz drawled.

Of course. If Im going to be dealing with goblins, they should have a voice.

The conference room door swung open and Zui bustled in, kicking it shut behind herself without slowing. Sneppit shot her a grimace by way of greeting, and barked, Well?

I hadnt seen what, if any, comeuppance had been dispensed for Zuis unauthorized mission of mercy, but there was clearly some tension there still. Not that youd know it from Zuis brisk response as she strode across the room to position herself at a little free-standing desk behind and to one side of Sneppit, who sat at the head of the long table.

I set the butts up in the third level receiving bays, Snep. You know the one, the two warehouse spaces are connected enough they can mingle if they want but have those dividers so we can separate the villain and hero parties and hopefully not have any more screaming matches. Plus, each has got an attached office so the Hero and Dark Lord can have a private sleeping space. Both for prestige, and because they both brought all-female entourages and something tells me otherworlder humans arent gonna be any less weird than the Fflyr about mixed-gender sleeping arrangements.

As I recall, said Sneppit, those bays were out of use because they were full of storage.

Yeah, but that works out in our favor. What was being stored was spare lengths of track and fittings. I went ahead and authorized having those moved to the active bays on the first level, since its a good bet Jadraks assholes are gonna wreck whatever sections of track they can get to and well need to do major repairs as soon as hes gone.

Ugh, that motherfucker, Sneppit growled. He would, too. Thats gonna mean a lot of cargo needs to get shifted before we can get our guests settled in.

Thats actually underway, and going much faster than usual, Zui reported. The butts all chipped in to help carry, without even being asked. Even that horrible elf; she was the last to start working, and I think only out of embarrassment at being the only holdout, but even so. Theyre not any stronger than our own people but that height gives em great leverage. At the rate they were movin when I left, the space will be cleared before the engineers cobble together something for em to sleep on.

Were good with blankets on the floor, I offered.

Im guessing you dont see a lot of stone floors, Sneppit said dryly. Even akorthist blocks have more give. Besides, you dont think weve got human-sized blankets just sitting around, do you?

Which elf is the horrible one? Yoshi asked with a somewhat sickly attempt at a grin.

Everyone turned to stare at him. After a moment he sighed and lowered his head to stare glumly at the tabletop.

yeah, I know.

Right, Sneppit said more briskly. Were all here, then. For a quick round of intros: Im Sneppit and this is my place, I think all of you know that. This is Zui, she added, jerking a thumb over her shoulder at the so-called hairstylist, who was now scribbling rapidly in a ledger. She helps me keep organized and will be taking minutes. These four mooks are the union reps for my company: Zazoe from the general Sneppit Company union, Skadl from the custodial and sanitation workers, Minzgit from the security guards and Kzagk representing the engineers union. And this is Judge Rizz, whos justhere. As usual.

Each of the four union reps greeted me with a cheerful word while I sat there growing more and more confused.

Wait, hang on. Sorry if this is a derailment, but Why do you have four different labor unions within just one company?

I immediately knew I had transgressed. One of those awkward pauses ensued, the ones that follow somebody ignorantly flouting a social rule so commonplace it shouldnt need explanation. The kind full of cringing glances and suddenly stiff postures as the whole room froze up from sheer discomfort. Everybody was embarrassed on my behalf and I was immediately annoyed by it.

Well, he knows what a labor union is, Rizz finally said, which is moren I expected from a surface dweller. To answer your question, the function of a union is to distribute power laterally among workers to counter the top-down power of the company and its boss. Just having one is barely better than not having any; that just creates a new power structure within the old one, just as prone to corruption and the reps and admins getting a big head. If you want fairness, you gotta have competition.

Ihuh. I blinked rapidly, trying to follow that. I guess I can see the logic in it, intellectually. In real world terms I gotta wonder how you people ever get anything done.

The answer is we only sometimes do, Sneppit muttered. Look, you dont need to worry about them, Lord Seiji, the unions dont matter for any purposes under discussion. Theyre only here because their contracts entitle them to have a representative present at all top-level company business. That is not a complaint, she added balefully as Zazoe opened her mouth. I am explaining what Im sure is an unfamiliar concept to people who arent accustomed to workers having any say in anything.

We understand, Yoshi said hastily. Japan is very different from Fflyr Dlemathlys.

Oh, right, youre a high schooler, I muttered. Someones never hunted for a job in Tokyo.

If introductions are done, let me get my biases out of the way, said Rizz, causing Sneppit to roll her eyes so hard she actually slumped backward in her chair, letting her head loll over the backrest. Rizz ignored this, just speaking evenly to the room at large. I have adjudicated disputes involving Sneppit and/or her company on nine occasions, finding in her favor six times and three times against. I also purchased my bladestaff and that of my apprentice Rhoka from her engineers, paying what I believe to have been fair value with no discount. And presently, with the active danger in Kzidnak, my husbands are among the refugees taking advantage of Sneppits offer to shelter civilians from the fighting.

H-husbands? Yoshi stuttered. Plural? You mean

You really wanna stop proceedings and discuss my love life, kid? Rizz asked him pointedly.

He flushed bright pink and stammered for another second before finding a topic onto which to deflect. So, uh, biases? Im not sure I understand Are you, um, officiating here?

No, she is not! Sneppit exclaimed in exasperation. Look, Judges are Well, we dont have what youd recognize as priests, and Kzidnak doesnt have any organized governing body. Or police. Judges are the interpreters of Viryas example as goblins understand it. They arbitrate disputes, and end up taking care of most of those other functions I mentioned.

A short silence fell. Yoshi and I glanced quizzically at each other.

Are yousure about that? Biribo finally asked.

Yeah, synchronized spellsthats pushing likelihood, Radatina agreed. If I hadnt personally seen three of them with exactly those I wouldnt believe you.

I didnt bring everybody here to trade gossip, Sneppit said irritably. The tactical data itself is useful, but what matters is what it means.

One of the union repsSkadl from the janitors, that was ittentatively raised his hand. Uh, for those of us totally outta our depth here, what does it mean?

Biribo? I murmured.

Usually, he explained, when a bunch of people suddenly turn up Blessed and with the spells or artifacts theyd need to use the new Blessing, and those people are all dedicated members of one political faction, and a major political upheaval immediately ensues, what youre looking at is a large outside power seeding them there for the purpose of causing that disruption.

Exactly, said Sneppit, pointing at him.

Wait, but Yoshi frowned, glancing around the table as if for answer. Who would do that to goblins? I mean, um, no offense, but

No, youve hit the right question exactly, Sneppit agreed. This is what makes this such a head-twister. Theres only one simple explanation for how Jadrak suddenly has all these Blessed working for him, except that in this specific situation it makes no sense.

I was reluctant to admit ignorance, but the goblins were just staring expectantly now and Yoshi was floudering in visible confusion.

Okay, I said, lets say for the sake of argument that two of us are from an entirely different planet and not very familiar with the political nuances on Ephemera. Walk us through why exactly this doesnt make sense?

Thats a fair point, Sneppit acknowledged with an amused little quirk of her lips. It comes down to resources. I trust you boys have a general sense of the international powers that bother to keep a presence on Dount?

I glanced up at Biribo, who for once seemed to have nothing to say now that somebody else was narrating. Ive been told about the Lancor Empires aggressive operations throughout Dlemathlys.

Thats the big one, Sneppit nodded. Well, the biggest. Dlemathlys is a relatively lawless border country on a major trade route so almost every significant power in the archipelago keeps a few listeners here at least, but of the forces that bother to actually do anything? Were just looking at Lancor, Godspire, Shylverrael, and Savindar. And if we assume Jardaks being propped up as a foreign power to disrupt the Fflyr, this doesnt make sense for any of em.

I nodded, as did Yoshi. Okay, go on?

At issue is the massive investment an operation like this is. Your familiars have probably told you, but the kind of power that can grant Blessings israre. And collecting matched sets of scrolls like this is prohibitively hard. Even if you control multiple Spirits that give the right rewards, trying to farm them for consistent results usually makes them shut down.

Shit. Biribo had not seen fit to mention that last bit to me, and I wasnt pleased to hear it. Clan Yviredhs Spirit was difficult enough that I hadnt expected great results from sending my people to that (and indeed, Head Start had yet to reward anybody from my organization after myself), but there was that Spirit the nearby cat tribe had; Id hoped to start getting goodies out of that once Id brought them into the fold.

It figured, though. I was in a giant gacha game thatd been running for hundreds if not thousands of years under the direct (meddling) supervision of its designers. Obviously all the easy exploits had been patched long since.

So in this hypothetical, were looking at a major nation, Sneppit continued, oblivious to my inner frustration, an empire that can pull in resources from across vast swaths of people and territory. That rules out Shylverrael and Godspire, which are lone city-states and isolationists besides.

Leaving Savindar and Lancor, Yoshi nodded.

And this doesnt suit the agenda of either, she said. Savindar has nothing to gain by disrupting the Fflyr. Their only interests on Dount are maintaining some surreptitious contact with Shylverrael and keeping the trade routes through Godspire clear. Stirring up trouble here would harm their interests, not help them.

Lancor does take an aggressive stance on the Fflyr, I said, and theyve had active agents on Dount as recently as a few weeks ago, some of my people encountered them. Why would they not stir up dissidents here?

That is, broadly, their agenda, she agreed, but the details are all wrong. Like I said, Lord Seiji, seeding Blessings and spell scrolls is an absolutely massive investment. Spies have much more economical ways of causing trouble. This kinda gambit would be the harbinger of an invasion and conquest, and thats not Lancors policy toward Dlemathlys. Besides, if they were planning to do that, it would be down on Dlemath, which is both closest to them and holds the central government. Dount is as far as possible from the Lancor border.

Mmmm. I folded my arms, frowning at the wall above Mingzits head. I see the dilemma, then.

That meanswere not just dealing with a Goblin King, Yoshi said slowly. Somebody representing a huge amount of power is backing him, and we have no idea who. Or why. Or how.

Which is less mysterious now than yesterday, Rizz commented. Strikes me it is not a coincidence to find fingers that big in our pie, now that theres a Dark Lord and a Hero in Kzidnak.

Fuck. Nothing could ever be simple, could it?

Hence, strategy meeting, said Sneppit, shrugging. If it wasnt for that, Id say hey, we got a Hero and Dark Lord here and Jadraks only impressive by the standards of Kzidnak. Even the great Hoy would be at best a middling Kings Guild adventurer in strength; either of you could plow right over him, let alone both. If things were simple, you two could just make a straight line right for Jadrak, smash anybody in your way, and take him out.

Rizz gave her a long, displeased stare, which Sneppit affected not to notice.

As someone whos done it recently, Yoshi murmured, cutting through an angry mob is not as easy as youre making it sound, even with the massive difference in power.

And even if it werent, I would rather not do that, I added. Im not here to slaughter goblins. Jadraks followers are just fed up and angry and mostly have good reason to be. I have no interest in massacring anybody who doesnt absolutely have to die.

Sneppit sighed irritably, swatting away our objections with a brusque gesture. Right, well, my point is, things are not that simple. We dont know exactly whats behind Jadrak, but theres at least a chance its something that could be a threat even to the two of you. In this situation, just smashing into Jadraks headquarters to kill him is too risky. We need to gain information before making an aggressive move.

A glum silence fell, in which Rizz scowled at Sneppit, Sneppit gazed expectantly at us, Zuis pen stopped scratching as she waited for the next speaker, the four union reps stared in wide-eyed bemusement at everybody, and Yoshi chewed his lip.

Well, hey, I said finally, putting on a cocky smile. Who says we cant do both?Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only