Chapter 214: Five energies

Chapter 214: Five energies

Obelia enters the house, and in the room, only Tess and I remain. Everyone else who is currently in the house is shooed away.

I enter the living room and, after gesturing to her, she sits on the couch. Both Tess and I sit opposite her.

Obelia looks around curiously, and somehow, she doesn't seem to fit in here. She's the guild master of one of the biggest 5, now 4, and maybe 5 again when I think about it.

“I could help you find a better place now that you will become one of the five big...”

“Nope,” I interrupt her, “I like it here.”

The house isn't too big, so most of the rooms are occupied, and it feels full most of the time. But in a good way. It feels alive and cozy, and when I need privacy, I can just lock my room.

“I apologize for that. I also apologize for recommending you as one of the 5 guilds to Miss Myrra. I thought it would be something you would want,” Obelia says, and as I observe her, I don't think she is lying.

“Well, I didn't back then. I also got really mad at you, you know. So that's something you should work on,” I tell her, and I notice that even Tess is somewhat surprised by my shamelessness.

Yet Obelia seems to have been expecting that and puts a box on the table.

Without much hesitation, I take it and open it. Inside, there are multiple high-quality mana stones, a few pieces of metal that seem to be extremely rare and mana-conductive, and a few other materials.

“I'm not angry anymore,” I tell her, and Obelia nods as if also expecting that.

She seems to understand me well. If you don't cross the line, a lot of things can be fixed with me by giving me good stuff or some other helpful services.

“There will be an auction in a few months, the biggest one in the past ten years, and I can help you get some items or assist you in getting in,” she offers.

“Sounds good,” I don't even have to think about it. The timing is also good. I should be able to finish working on coordinates and probably before or after the second trial of Beyond.

“Storm Brigade would also like to establish a cooperative relationship with Angry Kittens,” she says the guild name in a much different way from Elydor, and that's what I like.

No matter how silly it is, I don't want other people to disrespect our guild name. Other people, other than me, obviously. Those three little twerps that picked it are still going to suffer a bit longer for that.

Damn, we could have had some amazing guild names like Biscuit and Friends or Nathaniel's Underlings. And they stole it from me!

Anyway, I gesture at Obelia to continue.

“There isn't much I would expect from you for now. We could cooperate once in a while. Trade. Meet once every few weeks or months. There would be no attacking between us or other similar actions. I'm asking also because there's an expedition I have in mind.”

Obelia pauses for a while, and then after giving me a long examining look, she continues, “It's something I would need Elydor for, but hesitated to have him join. He wasn't exactly the right person to work with. You, on the other hand, I prefer much more and seem to have a similar skill set to Elydor, and that's what I need.”

This is also something that sounds interesting and could be fun to do.

“Okay, I have something else to do right now, but in a few weeks or months, we could talk about it more?” I look at her, “Is it time-limited?” When she shakes her head, I continue, “Good then, for now, you can give some information here to Tess or Hadwin, and we will check it out.”

They will check it out; I will be locked in my room experimenting.

“Will do so. Then there is another thing,” she turns and looks at Tess, “This young woman, you called her Tess, I would like to take her in as one of my apprentices.”

Oh? Isn't that interesting? Did she like Tess's lightning? Obelia's class name is Stormshaper, so maybe.

The silence stretches, and only then do I realize that she is waiting for my answer.

“What? Just ask Tess, it's not something up to me to decide.” For that answer, I get a curious look from Obelia and a small smile from Tess.

“I'm not saying no, but I would like to know first what it includes and why,” Tess says. She also seems to be curious.

“It's quite simple. I already have two disciples, and you would be the third. The main reason for that is mostly to help you in hopes you will become stronger, and that way I will create a strong relationship with someone like that,” Obelia is honest as heck. I don't know if that's how she is or if she judges this to be what will be appreciated more.

“There is a matriarch that has led the lynthari for hundreds or thousands of years already. She is the strongest being in the city by far. But she is quite hands-off and only acts if needed. Otherwise, there are some basic rules lynthari follow and rarely break. If they do, there is a special group of them that deals with it.”

“What are their rules?” I ask.

“We human don't know all of them. But there is most likely one for not killing humans without a strong reason, not forcing humans to do things, or not touching them if it seems like it's against their wishes. There are more but nothing special. Older lynthari rarely deal with humans, so it's mostly younger ones that we interact with.”

“What happens if you hurt or kill lynthari?” Tess asks Obelia.

“You die. There is an elite force of lynthari that deals with it. They investigate, they gather proof, and then they logically and methodically deal with you instead of being driven by anger. Lynthari can be really cruel if pushed there,” from the way she says it, something tells me it's a notion that terrifies her.

We talk a bit more, and then I leave the room so she can converse more with Tess. Damn, lightning energy surely sounds cool. But I'm not jealous at all. I have two of them!

Surely having two Primordial energies is better than one, whatever the energies actually are. They are strong, and that's enough for now.

I open the community.

Noname (Hell, group 4) -anyone with Primordial energy?

Lootenant (Hell, WhiteWing) -huh, what is that?

FoodFood (Hell, group 4) -Food!

Biscuit?!

Brainiac (Hell, WhiteWing) - What, it sounds cool. I want one!

Noname (Hell, group 4) -Amateurs.

Brainiac (Hell, WhiteWing) -Oh come on! Did you just want to show off?

Noname (Hell, group 4) -Nope.

I totally wanted to. It always makes one feel better to flex on some people. I should totally try to get lightning.

Brainiac (Hell, WhiteWing) - Oh, btw, fuck ants. Dude, I might hate them more than Cinderbear. The sound their legs make as they walk is creepy as fuck.

Hadwin (Hell, group 4) -Did you guys run away?

Brainiac (Hell, WhiteWing) - You bet, Hadwin! I probably won't be able to say more because of censorship, but fuck 'em!

I let the poor people without Primordial energy talk, close the window, and quickly locate Biscuit.

The doggo somehow unlocked my door and is currently on my bed, burrowed in my blankets. He is staring into the air as if reading the Community, but as always, there's the question of how. How does he type or read what others say?

I enter my room and stop in front of him.

But most importantly, “Biscuit? Do you have Primordial energy?”

(Food!) he shouts at me.

Oh boy.

“Which one is it? Thermal? Kinetic? Lightning? Void? Gravitational?” I continue to ask him, but he doesn't react to any of them. Either he's hiding which one he has, or... or he has a different one.

I get on the bed and lean my head closer to him, my nose almost touching his, “You have to tell me, Biscuit. I need to know!” My curiosity will kill me if he doesn't!

(Food!) he just shouts happily and boops my nose with his, then he burrows himself under my blankets with only his head poking out.