Chapter 169
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Chapter 169:
"This should be good...right about here." I made a mark on the ground, and I surveyed the area. In the distance I could see the Yggdemillennia Castle, and it was an impressive sight. Not the greatest, nor the most visually magnificent, but it definitely invoked a feeling of foreboding just by gazing upon it. If I wanted a castle myself, it would be one I took inspiration from.
Oh well.
I dug a little bit on the marked spot after mentally calculating the distance from the other spots. Without a second thought, I dropped a Dust Bomb inside.
This was one of the Fire-Dust Variety. My inner pyromaniac was quite interested to see how this one turned out. I of course trusted in Jinn's genius to know this would be quite a stunning sight to behold.
"What is that?" Mordred looked over my shoulder, gazing down at the Dust Bomb. She'd been watching me doing this at several locations now.
I turned, giving her a look of confusion. "Did.....you not listen to my explanation? Like we spent an hour or so just going over the plan and working out everything important."
"I got bored after you started rambling about annoying shit." She waved her hand flippantly. "Sounded too much like that flowery bastard for me to keep caring."
I face palmed, dragging my hand down my face in exasperation. "I'm planting magical bombs right outside the territory of the Black Faction." It wasn't hard to gauge the distance of their Bounded Fields. They kind of forwent subtlety for more power in that regard. And navigating everything else they threw up around the forests surrounding the castle wasn't little difficult.
"Won't do much against a Servant." She yawned, still looking board.
"Well, they aren't normal bombs." I rolled my eyes, hiding the spot I dug up and making sure it was set properly. I actually found the perfect little spell back in Skyrim. A remote detonation spell that will trigger the mechanism. Jinn was the one who showed me it, actually.
"You'd be more of a disappointment if they were." She replied. nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
"I have the distinct feeling you're going to be difficult while we're working together." I sighed.
"Hang on, let me pretend to care." She cleared her throat. "Oh gee, what do these 'magical bombs' do?" She said flatly.
Huh.....I like her snark. What a sharp contrast she is from Artoria even though they look so much alike.
"I would say I'm not going to stoop to your level, but I don't think it's possible to go that low." I gestured to the top of her head and where she compared to me.
"Height joke, scathing." She didn't seem fazed. "Mordred is short; I haven't heard that one a billion times from the other knights already."
"Huh...I guess once the initial shock wore off, you aren't acting like a...." I tapped my chin.
"Like a what?"
My lips curled up. "A berserker."
"Fuck you!"
"Fuck you." I replied without a second thought.
"...."
"....."
"Fucking fine." She threw up her hands. "Tell me about your stupid bombs."
And this is my life now. The things I'm willing to do for Artoria. "They contain a concentrated Elemental reaction, the closest to each pure concept that could be acquired within short notice. Then they went through a second refining process to turn them into proper bombs." It was a decent enough explanation.
"....That's kinda cool." She muttered.
"You understood what I said?" I was a bit surprised, while it was somewhat dumbed down, I thought she would say something snarky again. I didn't think she would parse my words properly.
"I'm not an idiot." She scowled. "I did pick up some shit from my Mother. Instead of explosions, it's going to be elemental effects. This one is red, does that mean it's going to shoot out fire or somethin?"
"That's your familiar?" She looked at me with a strange expression.
"Behold!" I held Sir Wiggles up into the air. "Sir Wigglesbottom Fluffytail Octavius Benedict III, Crown Prince of Emerald Kingdom. Duke of Carrot Island, General of the Northern Armies, The Lightning Born!" I introduced. "Or just Sir Wiggles for short."
"That's fucking stupid."
"Well then, I guess you don't want to hold him."
"....."
"...."
"Bastard." She scowled deeper before turning her head away and holding her arms out. Sir Wiggles took that as a que to leap towards her from my grasp.
Haha, works every time.
"I'm curious about something." I found a nearby rock and leaned against it, earning her attention, atleast to some degree. She was happily stroking Sir Wiggle's fur. "Your master was kind of 'uncaring' when we negotiated price for the alliance."
"What about it?"
"I don't know..." I scratched my head. "You sure that's what he wants?" The way he went about it, just felt like he was going through the motions.
"How the hell am I supposed to know what he wants? I aint a Magus, I don't care about all that crap about bloodlines." She spat out. "Besides, the hell you care for?"
I shrugged. "I guess it really isn't any of my business, I just can't help but meddle sometimes." I ran a hand through my hair, looking up at Mordred. "I take care of my people."
"Whatever." She didn't seem to care about what I was saying so I dropped it.
If her Master wanted something else, an actual wish, I would see what I could do after the war was over.
I turned my head, seeing the outline of Raikou coming into view as she materialized onto the physical aspect of the world.
"Master~" Raikou ran to me, quickly scooping me up into a hug. "I'm back, did you miss Momma?"
Well, I think both Mordred and Kairi were used to her eccentrics now. Speaking off....
"Welcome back." I gave her a smile before turning my attention towards Kairi who appeared not far away. "How'd it go?"
"No issues." The Older Magus took out a cigarette and immediately lit it. "That 'Invisibility Potion' you gave me worked great. Curious where you got it." He commented.
Hah, he probably kept some of it to research later. Good luck!
"I have my sources." I grinned, changing the subject. "Time to move onto the next part." I motioned towards Sir Wiggles who hopped onto the ground.
"Finally, I was getting tired of all this cloak and dagger shit." Mordred stretched her arms. "I can actually get some action now."
Yup, it was about time to let loose.
***
Fighting starting up again soon. Sir Wiggles was properly introduced and Mordred opens up a little bit.
Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone
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Chapter 169:
"This should be good...right about here." I made a mark on the ground, and I surveyed the area. In the distance I could see the Yggdemillennia Castle, and it was an impressive sight. Not the greatest, nor the most visually magnificent, but it definitely invoked a feeling of foreboding just by gazing upon it. If I wanted a castle myself, it would be one I took inspiration from.
Oh well.
I dug a little bit on the marked spot after mentally calculating the distance from the other spots. Without a second thought, I dropped a Dust Bomb inside.
This was one of the Fire-Dust Variety. My inner pyromaniac was quite interested to see how this one turned out. I of course trusted in Jinn's genius to know this would be quite a stunning sight to behold.
"What is that?" Mordred looked over my shoulder, gazing down at the Dust Bomb. She'd been watching me doing this at several locations now.
I turned, giving her a look of confusion. "Did.....you not listen to my explanation? Like we spent an hour or so just going over the plan and working out everything important."
"I got bored after you started rambling about annoying shit." She waved her hand flippantly. "Sounded too much like that flowery bastard for me to keep caring."
I face palmed, dragging my hand down my face in exasperation. "I'm planting magical bombs right outside the territory of the Black Faction." It wasn't hard to gauge the distance of their Bounded Fields. They kind of forwent subtlety for more power in that regard. And navigating everything else they threw up around the forests surrounding the castle wasn't little difficult.
"Won't do much against a Servant." She yawned, still looking board.
"Well, they aren't normal bombs." I rolled my eyes, hiding the spot I dug up and making sure it was set properly. I actually found the perfect little spell back in Skyrim. A remote detonation spell that will trigger the mechanism. Jinn was the one who showed me it, actually.
"You'd be more of a disappointment if they were." She replied. nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
"I have the distinct feeling you're going to be difficult while we're working together." I sighed.
"Hang on, let me pretend to care." She cleared her throat. "Oh gee, what do these 'magical bombs' do?" She said flatly.
Huh.....I like her snark. What a sharp contrast she is from Artoria even though they look so much alike.
"I would say I'm not going to stoop to your level, but I don't think it's possible to go that low." I gestured to the top of her head and where she compared to me.
"Height joke, scathing." She didn't seem fazed. "Mordred is short; I haven't heard that one a billion times from the other knights already."
"Huh...I guess once the initial shock wore off, you aren't acting like a...." I tapped my chin.
"Like a what?"
My lips curled up. "A berserker."
"Fuck you!"
"Fuck you." I replied without a second thought.
"...."
"....."
"Fucking fine." She threw up her hands. "Tell me about your stupid bombs."
And this is my life now. The things I'm willing to do for Artoria. "They contain a concentrated Elemental reaction, the closest to each pure concept that could be acquired within short notice. Then they went through a second refining process to turn them into proper bombs." It was a decent enough explanation.
"....That's kinda cool." She muttered.
"You understood what I said?" I was a bit surprised, while it was somewhat dumbed down, I thought she would say something snarky again. I didn't think she would parse my words properly.
"I'm not an idiot." She scowled. "I did pick up some shit from my Mother. Instead of explosions, it's going to be elemental effects. This one is red, does that mean it's going to shoot out fire or somethin?"
"That's your familiar?" She looked at me with a strange expression.
"Behold!" I held Sir Wiggles up into the air. "Sir Wigglesbottom Fluffytail Octavius Benedict III, Crown Prince of Emerald Kingdom. Duke of Carrot Island, General of the Northern Armies, The Lightning Born!" I introduced. "Or just Sir Wiggles for short."
"That's fucking stupid."
"Well then, I guess you don't want to hold him."
"....."
"...."
"Bastard." She scowled deeper before turning her head away and holding her arms out. Sir Wiggles took that as a que to leap towards her from my grasp.
Haha, works every time.
"I'm curious about something." I found a nearby rock and leaned against it, earning her attention, atleast to some degree. She was happily stroking Sir Wiggle's fur. "Your master was kind of 'uncaring' when we negotiated price for the alliance."
"What about it?"
"I don't know..." I scratched my head. "You sure that's what he wants?" The way he went about it, just felt like he was going through the motions.
"How the hell am I supposed to know what he wants? I aint a Magus, I don't care about all that crap about bloodlines." She spat out. "Besides, the hell you care for?"
I shrugged. "I guess it really isn't any of my business, I just can't help but meddle sometimes." I ran a hand through my hair, looking up at Mordred. "I take care of my people."
"Whatever." She didn't seem to care about what I was saying so I dropped it.
If her Master wanted something else, an actual wish, I would see what I could do after the war was over.
I turned my head, seeing the outline of Raikou coming into view as she materialized onto the physical aspect of the world.
"Master~" Raikou ran to me, quickly scooping me up into a hug. "I'm back, did you miss Momma?"
Well, I think both Mordred and Kairi were used to her eccentrics now. Speaking off....
"Welcome back." I gave her a smile before turning my attention towards Kairi who appeared not far away. "How'd it go?"
"No issues." The Older Magus took out a cigarette and immediately lit it. "That 'Invisibility Potion' you gave me worked great. Curious where you got it." He commented.
Hah, he probably kept some of it to research later. Good luck!
"I have my sources." I grinned, changing the subject. "Time to move onto the next part." I motioned towards Sir Wiggles who hopped onto the ground.
"Finally, I was getting tired of all this cloak and dagger shit." Mordred stretched her arms. "I can actually get some action now."
Yup, it was about time to let loose.
***
Fighting starting up again soon. Sir Wiggles was properly introduced and Mordred opens up a little bit.
Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone
We have a Discord, come and hang out. If you want spoilers for those interested, or any thoughts about the story in general -- JbwkdNDt7F
Chapter 169:"This should be good...right about here." I made a mark on the ground, and I surveyed the area. In the distance I could see the Yggdemillennia Castle, and it was an impressive sight. Not the greatest, nor the most visually magnificent, but it definitely invoked a feeling of foreboding just by gazing upon it. If I wanted a castle myself, it would be one I took inspiration from. Oh well. I dug a little bit on the marked spot after mentally calculating the distance from the other spots. Without a second thought, I dropped a Dust Bomb inside. This was one of the Fire-Dust Variety. My inner pyromaniac was quite interested to see how this one turned out. I of course trusted in Jinn's genius to know this would be quite a stunning sight to behold. "What is that?" Mordred looked over my shoulder, gazing down at the Dust Bomb. She'd been watching me doing this at several locations now. I turned, giving her a look of confusion. "Did.....you not listen to my explanation? Like we spent an hour or so just going over the plan and working out everything important." "I got bored after you started rambling about annoying shit." She waved her hand flippantly. "Sounded too much like that flowery bastard for me to keep caring." I face palmed, dragging my hand down my face in exasperation. "I'm planting magical bombs right outside the territory of the Black Faction." It wasn't hard to gauge the distance of their Bounded Fields. They kind of forwent subtlety for more power in that regard. And navigating everything else they threw up around the forests surrounding the castle wasn't little difficult. "Won't do much against a Servant." She yawned, still looking board. "Well, they aren't normal bombs." I rolled my eyes, hiding the spot I dug up and making sure it was set properly. I actually found the perfect little spell back in Skyrim. A remote detonation spell that will trigger the mechanism. Jinn was the one who showed me it, actually. "You'd be more of a disappointment if they were." She replied. novel binz was the first platform to present this chapter."I have the distinct feeling you're going to be difficult while we're working together." I sighed. "Hang on, let me pretend to care." She cleared her throat. "Oh gee, what do these 'magical bombs' do?" She said flatly. Huh.....I like her snark. What a sharp contrast she is from Artoria even though they look so much alike. "I would say I'm not going to stoop to your level, but I don't think it's possible to go that low." I gestured to the top of her head and where she compared to me. "Height joke, scathing." She didn't seem fazed. "Mordred is short; I haven't heard that one a billion times from the other knights already." "Huh...I guess once the initial shock wore off, you aren't acting like a...." I tapped my chin. "Like a what?" My lips curled up. "A berserker." "Fuck you!" "Fuck you." I replied without a second thought. "...." "....." "Fucking fine." She threw up her hands. "Tell me about your stupid bombs." And this is my life now. The things I'm willing to do for Artoria. "They contain a concentrated Elemental reaction, the closest to each pure concept that could be acquired within short notice. Then they went through a second refining process to turn them into proper bombs." It was a decent enough explanation. "....That's kinda cool." She muttered. "You understood what I said?" I was a bit surprised, while it was somewhat dumbed down, I thought she would say something snarky again. I didn't think she would parse my words properly. "I'm not an idiot." She scowled. "I did pick up some shit from my Mother. Instead of explosions, it's going to be elemental effects. This one is red, does that mean it's going to shoot out fire or somethin?" "That's your familiar?" She looked at me with a strange expression. "Behold!" I held Sir Wiggles up into the air. "Sir Wigglesbottom Fluffytail Octavius Benedict III, Crown Prince of Emerald Kingdom. Duke of Carrot Island, General of the Northern Armies, The Lightning Born!" I introduced. "Or just Sir Wiggles for short." "That's fucking stupid." "Well then, I guess you don't want to hold him." "....." "...." "Bastard." She scowled deeper before turning her head away and holding her arms out. Sir Wiggles took that as a que to leap towards her from my grasp. Haha, works every time. "I'm curious about something." I found a nearby rock and leaned against it, earning her attention, atleast to some degree. She was happily stroking Sir Wiggle's fur. "Your master was kind of 'uncaring' when we negotiated price for the alliance." "What about it?" "I don't know..." I scratched my head. "You sure that's what he wants?" The way he went about it, just felt like he was going through the motions. "How the hell am I supposed to know what he wants? I aint a Magus, I don't care about all that crap about bloodlines." She spat out. "Besides, the hell you care for?" I shrugged. "I guess it really isn't any of my business, I just can't help but meddle sometimes." I ran a hand through my hair, looking up at Mordred. "I take care of my people." "Whatever." She didn't seem to care about what I was saying so I dropped it. If her Master wanted something else, an actual wish, I would see what I could do after the war was over. I turned my head, seeing the outline of Raikou coming into view as she materialized onto the physical aspect of the world. "Master~" Raikou ran to me, quickly scooping me up into a hug. "I'm back, did you miss Momma?" Well, I think both Mordred and Kairi were used to her eccentrics now. Speaking off.... "Welcome back." I gave her a smile before turning my attention towards Kairi who appeared not far away. "How'd it go?" "No issues." The Older Magus took out a cigarette and immediately lit it. "That 'Invisibility Potion' you gave me worked great. Curious where you got it." He commented. Hah, he probably kept some of it to research later. Good luck! "I have my sources." I grinned, changing the subject. "Time to move onto the next part." I motioned towards Sir Wiggles who hopped onto the ground. "Finally, I was getting tired of all this cloak and dagger shit." Mordred stretched her arms. "I can actually get some action now." Yup, it was about time to let loose. *** Fighting starting up again soon. Sir Wiggles was properly introduced and Mordred opens up a little bit. Anyways, if you want to read 7 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone We have a Discord, come and hang out. If you want spoilers for those interested, or any thoughts about the story in general -- JbwkdNDt7F
