Escalation

Escalation

Year 81 Month 4

The war in the Barooshian territories deteriorated. The presence of the walking demon castle greatly hindered all attempted progress, and even with high level individuals, the demons have now deployed 'knights'.

These demons have been described as elites, capable of standing up to a level 40 elite soldier toe to toe, and are described as humanoid horned demons, usually with one large unnaturally crimson wing. They have been seen wielding spears, swords, axes and many other types of melee weapons.

"No rifts near our location yet." The captain elaborated. It's a once every other day meeting, to gather data on the demons. They are coming, and well, everyone's feeling a little tense.

"That's of no comfort. We are just waiting." Jura sighed.

One of the merchants want to meet, Counsel.

Huh. Sure.

A merchant walked into Juras office chambers. Salutations Counsel. Ill get to the point. The merchant guilds is trying to build a coalition force to protect key trade routes, especially those that cut through the kingdoms nearest to the spotted giant demon walker. In exchange for the various nations contributions to the force, led by a group of senior military men, the merchants guild will offer preferential prices on goods well below market rates, and also the rights of first purchases on goods passing through these routes.

You sure didnt mince words there. Jura sat and thought for a moment. How many men are you talking about? Have you spoken to the high council?

Yes I have. They are keen, but only if the Order also participates. They will match every person you put in.

Heh, clever of them. If the Order doesnt participate then we look like scums. Jura sat and twirled a wooden pen. Back to my question, how many men does the guild want?

Ideally, we want high level individuals. Elites, if possible. Numbers, while it does have its own quality, is not the most suitable countermeasure against a demonic force-of-nature like the giant demon walker.

I... I need to have some discussions. Come back in two days. The merchant bowed and left.

Jura turned and called in the management team. Madeus, would you be keen? Im also planning to talk to Yvon. If anything, I would like both of you to participate...

Madeus shook his head. Im having fun teaching the kids in the Orphanage.

Well, turns out Yvon also had a similar idea. The Valthorn kids need me. Im not leaving them alone with TreeTree, not without my supervision.

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Also, now that we know quite certainly the Salah guy is the right guy, Im a bit stuck with what to do.

Yknow, if he wasnt the right person, its not cool to drug him and make him think he died. How did you plan on integrating or undoing the effects of such a powerful hallucination?

Hmmm, I had a hunch that hes hiding something.

He could be hiding other things.

Too bad, Ill just make him think its all a dream. You know, like those exceedingly vivid dreams that you wake up from, wondering what in the world just happened.

That sounds like the kind of essays I used to write for school. Meela grinned.

When I delivered the message to the elves, that he is the right guy, Laufen stormed up and went to one of the Tree of Prayers to gather her thoughts. Somehow the reality that she faced the person who indirectly caused the death of her husband made her... angry.

I want to slap him many, many times.

Okay. So the drugged delirious prisoner is freed from his biopod prison, and Laufen slapped him many times. In fact, the other elves joined when they saw Laufen started to slap the man.

You! You evil man! Our lives lost just because you felt like it! Laufen slapped. I had thought that maybe you had a vendetta, but no. She slapped again. We are just. Another slap. Another village to burn. Another slap. The guys delirious. The overdose of hallucinogens massively distorted his sense of reality.

Is this like purgatory? Where I meet those I have sinned and answer for them? He asked.

Which only made Laufen even more mad. Hell yeah it is. She slapped him some more. THe other elves, like Emile and Belle, both just gave him one slap. One, big fat slap. And thats it.

They walked away. Because although they are angry, watching Laufens ugly chain of slaps made them feel like they needed to be above this.

All because of some stupid levels! Are our lives all so meaningless and insignificant to these nobles and lords? Laufen slapped.

The guy just laughed. Hes lost it really. Yes, my dear. Yes. Actually, even lords and nobles are meaningless. We all die in the end. Everyones just out for themselves and we make life difficult for everyone that is not us.

Laufen slapped him in between those words, so its actually not so coherent. AGGGHHHH. She slapped him a few more times, until she stopped and just sat on the ground, and she started to weep.

Lausanne watched and gave her mom a hug. Mommy... its okay... its okay...

The guys face is red and blue from all the slaps, and I think its time to end it. So, some vines pull the guy back into the pod. Ill keep him for now.

Laufen still cried, so she didnt respond to my statement. Jura just watched, and he walked away.

TreeTree... just kill him already. Him being insane and mocking us with that insanity just makes us feel worse.

Hmm. Well, I kinda figured hes gonna die anyway, but to kill him would be a waste of valuable mortals. He would join the other criminals on death row that Ive reserved for my soul-related experiments.

I mean, if the justice system says who and who is to die, might as well contribute to science while dying. Its not as if the manner of death makes a difference. Its a position opposed by Meela and Alexis, of course, but they cant stop me.

If Im going to figure out how to fix Juras arms, I need more experience with all the sophisticated meddling in the [soulforge].

In the past month, in between creating more of those anti-demon bolts and weapons, Ive been experimenting with creating an arm, and indeed, the first thing I needed was to reverse-engineer the thing that protects a body while undergoing the forge process.

It seems there is a specific frequency to the mana, kind of like a state in which the mana is able to hold its form despite the maelstrom within the [soul forge], and mastering this process will allow my feelers to interact with the exposed soul fragments in the soul forge.

So, firstly, the process required the creation of more mana-tuning organs. It took quite a few tries, but its a whole lot easier once I used some of the jewels as regulators. I know this because its part of why jewels are so commonly used in magic items, because precious gems and jewels have a kind of mana-storage, mana-stabilising quality to them.

Essentially, its like a ball of roots organised along a few jewels as nodes, with two feeler ends. Kind of like a large tuning fork, and the length-width of that fork determines the frequency and spin.

With it, Im then able to coat my feelers with an tuned mana which protects it from the effects of the [soul forge] by about 90-95%. Pretty good, I think.

Next, was to make simple organs. Using animals as my test case, I tried to make small tails, whiskers, repair ears, repair skin.

Most of them failed, but Im getting better at the smaller stuff. Relatively speaking.

I judge my performance by the size of the little animals explosion when healed.

Year 81 Month 5

My first encounter with this generations demons. A pack of humanoid demon riders spotted passing through one chain of [subsidiary tree] that stretched up to the previous dungeon hole. The chain of subsidiary trees, with New Freeka Valley as the center, is kind of like a spider net.

They didnt attack my trees. But I moved some beetles to the area, as I watched their actions.

These demonoids are clearly more intelligent than before. Theres a visible leader, giving some kind of instruction, in a language I cant fathom. They are setting up an ambush.

I watched them camp there for 5 days, until a trader caravan approached the area.

Well, their ambush was countered by an ambush from my beetles. IT went well. Despite their intelligence, their ability to fight is just about... average. A regular demonoid is at the same strength as a regular hellhound. Which isnt much.

Their leaders much better, it took two beetles to take him down.

The merchants are struggling to keep certain trade routes with the demons employing such guerilla tactics.

Im impressed that demons have the concept of attacking supply chains.

Impressed? This is horrifying. We could spot demons a mile a way thanks to their unfettered destruction! Now we cant! Thats not a good thing!

Hmm... I think we shouldnt overreact. It seems the precautions needed will be similar to bandits, if their raiding parties are so small. A small group of adventurers wouldve been able to defeat that raiding party.

The threat of the raiding party is small, but the thought that theres potentially sophisticated intelligence behind the demons...

TreeTree, you said your trees spotted them?

Yeah.

Jura paused and sat. The captain then asked... Can we have a perimeter of trees? Would it be possible?

"Good point..." I had thought of using the plants, but the plants probably don't produce enough oxygen.

Could you use mana to create oxygen?

Uh... is there a spell like that?

[Natural Tree Ability : Water, oxygen, carbon cycle - converts water to air, or air to water. Uses mana]. Oh. Thats easy. Turns out I had that ability all the while.

But it doesnt solve the problem if Im not there. How do the refugees get air?

Do you have plants that create air?

No... Maybe there are, but Ill need to find them.

Its Madeus that gave the solution. Well get some Gems of breathing. Those gems can produce air at a mana cost, and with that we can breath. It doesnt require much mana, that ordinary folks with some magic should be able to operate.

Thats quite expensive. Jura nodded after the Treasurer told him the expected cost. But well get a dozen. And the gems of sunlight as well, if we plan to grow these plants underground.

Ah, turns out, there are some off-the-shelf solutions already.

Alexis paused, Can you ask for some of those gems? Ask Jura to buy a bit more?

Our coffers are a bit low after my recent spend on the gold and jewels for the Grand Mind-Tree, so...

Alexis frowned. I could use some of those for research...

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Year 81 Month 6

The magical sensors went crazy, across my many subsidiary trees and biolabs, the array picked up multiple large surges of energy.

Somethings happening. Alexis is the first to be disturbed by the sensor readings. The air seemed tense, and a sudden gust of wind followed. A while later, my network of roots start to detect tremors from afar, the sign of a massive explosion.

Jura, any idea whats going on? Juras oblivious to it, because, well, unless you have a built in magical sensor in your body, you wont notice it.

Uh...

Its Madeus, who ran in, along with Yvon, to the Juras Counsel Chambers. A massive magical explosion has been detected. The demon walker was attacked with some kind of projectile weapon.

Oh, isnt that good news? Who did it? Jura asked.

The Barooshian court gathered their mages and the voluntary sacrifices of a few young men and women. Its... forbidden blood magic. And it didnt work. Instead of destroying it, the magical projectile heavily injured the demon walker, and now it marched for the Barooshian capital.

"Blood magic." Jura looked at Madeus suspiciously. "Baroosh has blood magic? And sacrifices?"

"...there is a hidden faction in the wizarding academy studying blood magic. Secretly. But the King gave his consent to do this."

"The blizzard may have links to Baroosh..." Meela said. "What's Baroosh's relationship with Nung, Takde and Salah."

Madeus shrugged, a little bit ashamed.

"Okay, I don't know. But whatever it is, that magical disturbance came from Baroosh."

The magical sensors went off again. But this time, it wasn't from Baroosh's general vicinity. It came from further north, from the coast.

"Uh... any idea what's going on?"

We didn't know. Until news came about a week later, that the same Blood Magic Ritual was repeated, in another kingdom south of Salah... with more sacrifice.

And the worse part? The second projectile missed the demon walker, and left a crater filled with an unpleasant miasma.

"Madeus... is there a cult practicing blood magic throughout the continent?"

"Uh... There are all sorts of cults out there, practicing all kinds of obscure magics... No one really knows, but I would say... yes?"

"The Demon walker changed direction. It... It's now heading south."

"...what."

Another magical disturbance. My sensors are starting to become quite attuned to this. It's the same country, and they did the ritual. Again.

"How many times can this ritual be repeated?"

"I... I don't know?"

This time, we all saw it. Because the dark purple & red magical projectile flew overhead. Even with my spiritual vision I could see it, it's a missile made of condensed magics, sacrificed lives and just a whole load of unknown energies.

"It's from a country called Gila." The array of magical sensors could now track the movement of the magical energy. A kingdom lead by a new King? There's little I know of them, that's not outdated.

This third blood ritual bullet exploded at the edges of Barooshian border, apparently scrying revealed half of the castle on the demon walker' back was destroyed. The regular demons died. But it didn't stop the Walker.

Oh no, it didn't. "Uh... It's still headed south."

"Are they planning to use this against the Demon King?"

Well, it turns out Gila and Baroosh were not alone. In the Southern Continent, a few similar spells were used, to great success. They destroyed a demon walker.

The Demon Walker though, now moved as fast as it could towards Gila. Devouring every single town or village in its path, and with it, a growing army of demons.

"Uh... its coming here."

"This is insane." Alexis screamed, she used the readings from the magical sensors, and her own sensors. "It's pretty much a magical nuclear weapon, tuned to cause immense destruction in a narrow area."

News indeed speaks of the location of the missed shot turned into a corrupted, haunted, poisoned place, where everything died and strange alien monsters emerged from it.

But, despite the costs, the fact that there is a reliable weapon against these demonic walker-giants gave great hope to many kingdoms. A weapon that can fight back! So, it seems there's widespread propaganda that the magus have discovered a potent magical spell able to defeat the demons. No longer do they have to fear the champions.

"TreeTree, I hate you." Alexis said one evening, as the news that more such rituals are being used throughout the world.

"Why?"

"You were preparing for underground hideouts. Did you have a spirit vision or epiphany, that you somehow see this coming? Hex Bombs?" Alexis called them hex bombs, because they leave a hex on the land.

"Honestly no. I was preparing for the possibility that a demon champion defeats me. But this feels too coordinated, who's teaching the process of this rituals to all the different kingdoms? The speed this ritual spread is unreal."

"The Kings won't hear naysayers now. They all bought the story that this spell can defeat the walkers, and they have two success cases now." One in the Southern Continent, and one in the Eastern Theatre. People celebrated, ignoring the reality that there are sacrifices needed for each shot, which numbered between hundreds to thousands, less if the person is of a high magical power and level.

"But one is still walking our way." After Gila's two shots, they stopped. The Demon Walker's wounded, with a strong hex on its body, but it is still headed this way.

Deep inside, I just know that it is going to come through here. I didn't need a messenger running inside the room, shouting.

"Demon walker is headed for New Freeka... expected to be two to three weeks away. With an army of 40,000 demonoids."

It's just how it is. I am a magical tree, and somehow, I will always end up fighting demons.

Which is fine. Demons are my natural enemies.

I just don't appreciate being potentially in the line of fire of a Hexbomb.

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