Chapter 168

Leon thought that he was a pretty good teacher since he managed to teach Gisela in one month, something he had to practice for almost a year, but he was wrong. Teaching Heal was being far more complicated than he had imagined, and now some problems finally appeared. While Leon was feeling troubled, Sarah called him.

"Hello, Leon. Sorry for bothering you, but how are the process of teaching the Heal skill?"

"Slow... very slow." Leon sighed. "The survivors don't have much experience using mana so that it will take a while. Why do you ask?"

"Some leaders of the European Council are asking me rather constantly when you intend to teach their survivors how to heal wounds."

"I see..." Leon sighed again. "At this point in time, they may be thinking that we are trying to monopolize that skill. My hands… my hand is full with the survivors I have to teach here, but I guess we should let them send some survivors to see how difficult it is to learn that skill. You can also send some from New York, but you and the other should only send those who have some experience using mana. Otherwise, it will be a waste of time."

"Okay, I will do that. Now, about the Caribbean Fighters. I decided to contact them since they are the nearest group of survivors. As expected, they are interested in becoming allies after hearing about Heal. However, it looks like they won't be able to help a lot unless we help them teaching Heal or fighting against the megalodons, they are suffering attacks from those beasts quite frequently as of late."

"Like I said… it won't be easy to teach them that." Leon said. "What about the second option?"

"We can send a few soldiers, but none of them want to go because they are learning magic. Even if we contact other cities, we will hear the same thing. I know that you are trying to learn the spell to heal your body, so sending you is not an option. So, I thought that maybe if we could lend them the railgun would be the safest method to help them, but…���

"Yeah, I get it," Leon said. "It is not a good idea to lend such a weapon for a group that hadn't proved to be a trustworthy ally yet."

"Yes, so I decided to send them a weapon that William thought of creating a few months ago. We called the Harpoon Shooter… even though we didn't manage to produce since we couldn't produce steel like before."

"So, you want me to create it." Leon nodded. "That is fine by me, but I will only be able to build if I have the blueprint and every part detailed very well. However, I won't be able to mount the weapon."

"That's fine, we will send a team of engineers, and they will tell you how everything needs to be done. I think ten of those will be enough to help the Caribbean Fighters and don't worry. The engineers will send the parts and mount the weapon. The problem will be the ammo, and I will need you or some of the survivors in Las Vegas to build the harpoons. The engineers will also transport those."

"All right, I will select those who can create decent steel and make them do that," Leon said. "But I'm kind of curious how exactly those harpoons will kill such beasts."

"The engineers will put poison inside the projectiles. There is a dungeon Greece in which deadly poisonous snakes can be found. We traded resources with them for the poison."

"I see, that is good to hear." Leon smiled. "Anyway, I will be waiting for those engineers and the other guys."

"Yes, have a good day."

Leon felt proud because several countries of different continents were working together, and he helped to make that possible. However, it wasn't time to relax yet. A few days later, when Leon selected the survivors who would make the harpoons, several choppers landed in Las Vegas. Some of them were the engineers who would transport and build weapons, but most of them were the survivors of other nations who wanted to learn how to Heal wounds.

"Now that I think about it… how in the hell will I speak with them?"

It was the best thing Leon could think of to avoid suspicions. When several nations were working together, there was no room for doubts or suspicious behavior… Fortunately, in all of those teams, there was at least one person who could speak English.

Anyway, the number of things Leon had to do increased. Aside from those two thousand survivors that came to Las Vegas to learn magic, Leon also had to teach five hundred survivors of other countries, and in his free time, he had to build the Harpoon-shooter. Leon wondered if the poison was even necessary since the weapon itself was the size of a tank. As for the projectiles, those were three times heavier and two times longer than Leon's spears.

Fortunately, Leon finished those ten weapons in one week. As payment for their work, the survivors who would create the harpoons didn't have to participate in defense of the city. They could create those projectiles in two hours, so it was a pretty good deal to them. They would keep creating that ammo.

When the engineers left, Betty and Gisela finally returned. Surprisingly, even Lennart was back… it looked like things were going a lot better than Leon had expected in Europe.

"You guys came sooner than I thought," Leon said.

"Of course, we came today because Maya's birthday is tomorrow," Betty said.

Leon frozen on the spot, he knew that his niece's birthday was approaching, but he never asked the date. He also was too busy that he didn't think of a present for her…