Chapter 627
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Chapter 627
Whenever the squad was off duty, they would be back in the city. Koton was where they started and ended all their patrols, and Chidi honestly found it lacking compared to Xankeshan in most ways. The same with Yaitis as a whole. The way they managed things, both the city and the surrounding farmland, just wasnt that good. The protective formations around the city werent good enough, and the formations channeling energy to their crops were too powerful, limiting the growth away from the area. While that might be good in the short term, long term growth wouldnt be as effective.
That bothered Chidi a little bit, but what bothered him more was the limited number of places he could take Aconite. As part of the military Aconite could come and go in and out of the city and to and from the barracks, but individual establishments might not allow her. They treated her more as a pet, not a person. This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
The only place she was consistently able to go were the open air markets. Chidi liked those because they were full of interesting new things, though he really had no use for most of it. He was limited in what food he could consume, not because of special dietary needs but because food for cultivators had a lot of upper energy in it. Too much of that would throw off his internal balance, as he was still training with lower energy according to his parents instructions.
Didnt stop him from looking though. Specifically, smelling, touching, and tasting. It seemed a bit rude to do all that to a fruit vendor, but Chidi didnt actually touch anything, and the tasting was also done with energy senses. It wasnt the same as actually consuming something, but he got the general idea.
Other stalls had all sorts of things. Clothes, so many clothes that Chidi didnt need and couldnt use. Everything he wore was optimized for practicality, and enchanted for defense. It was also higher quality than most of what he could see. Then there were the things for filling up a residence- rugs and furniture and all sorts of containers and decorations and utensils. None of which Chidi needed or could practically use. Sure, he could toss stuff in his storage bag- but even that could only hold so much. Storage bags with much larger capacity existed, but his was just sufficient to hold a practical amount of stuff. More than anyone really needed, but not like a house full of stuff.
As they went about, Aconite sniffed everything- and as long as she didnt stick her nose actually into the stalls, the vendors didnt really have much to complain about. It was extremely useful to have a large wolf opening up a path in the crowd. Otherwise, Chidi would have had to push his own way through, and he preferred to avoid that.
Find anything interesting? he asked.
Aconite growled quietly in return- for to others listening, every bit of wolfspeak would sound aggressive. Not really. It seems that poison is not sold so commonly.
For good reason, Chidi declared. Its best for most people to not go anywhere near the stuff. He had long gotten past the point of telling Aconite she shouldnt get involved with poison. And her current understanding let her be as responsible as anyone could be with such deadly options available. The chances that she would accidentally perish were minimal enough to ignore, given her track record. Barely any higher than the standard perils of cultivation.
Later in the day, Chidi ended up in a tavern, drinking. Alcohol was of little interest to him. The taste was interesting enough, but he could have achieved the same results with other drinks. Some people liked to get drunk, though. Chidi was not interested in that, so he filtered the alcohol out of his system.
The young man was not a terribly social person, but some of that was due to habits from his upbringing. When he was a young child, his lack of sight and his parentage made him odd enough for children to stay away. As he grew older, he began cultivating early- and his status on Xankeshan remained the same. Thus, he had few friends. And he was content with that.
The tavern was noisy. Spinning it more positively, it was boisterous. Chidi got in a few conversations with people, but they were all short and pointless. Instead, he mostly listened, trying to get a sense of the people present. He especially focused on their stories- both big and small. Personal and stories of war. He tried to imagine the experiences they were relaying, understanding that his own practical experience was limited by his age. It was an interesting use of his time, but Chidi would have been lying if he did not prefer cultivation or even being back on patrol.
-----
Wrego was a hundred kilometers away from Koton, about a days walk directly along the road. A days walk for cultivators, specifically- and only during times of peace.
For the squad, getting anywhere close to halfway on patrol was an entire days work, and theyd have to stay up into the night to return. Those long patrols were exhausting but necessary- Chidi certainly wasnt going to complain and suggest that they camp out.
Once more, they moved along the road. Dry dirt, unpleasant with every sense Chidi had. And apparently, not even interesting to look at with eyes. But the road led them towards where they needed to go. Specifically, their goal was to make sure that the enemy was not encroaching towards them, setting up guard towers or forts closer to Koton.
He hefted it a few times, feeling its weight. He tossed it in the air, feeling the flow of air around it as it spun. Then he stepped back, gathered his energy, and tossed the odd shape with all his might, aiming for more or less the center of the formation. Technically slightly off from the center, even before he had marred a few runes and shifted the balance.
At his distance, he was met with a muffled but significant explosion sound, as well as a hail of dirt and splinters of wood from nearby trees. But most of the force had been focused inward, as the formation released all of its energy at once, its limiters disrupted for just a moment. It was more or less what was supposed to happen, though Chidi presumed that his squad was supposed to be on it at that time.
He jogged back towards Captain Tiras. I dont think we should linger long in this area. If anyone was waiting for us to trigger it, theyre most likely inbound. Chidi didnt sense anyone, but that would just mean more trouble if there actually was anyone.
Good idea. Well head east see if the branch there had any tampering. And maybe draw out some pursuers on the way.
Captain Tiras gave the order and the squad turned about, but the vice-captain stayed behind with Chidi. What the hell was that, kid?
What was what? he asked, frowning.
That explosion.
A trap formation, he said.
And you disarmed it just like that?
I prompted it to blow itself up, Chidi said, Which is much easier, since it was supposed to do that.
Didnt it have anything to make that not happen?
Fallbacks? A couple, but they werent very good.
And you figured that all out in a few minutes?
Ive seen much more complex formations, Chidi said. This one wasnt that big of a deal.
Sure, Denitsa said, hefting her hammer on her shoulder. Whatever you say, kid. Just keep us from stepping on anything like that in the future.
Obviously. Thats my job.
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Chapter 627
Whenever the squad was off duty, they would be back in the city. Koton was where they started and ended all their patrols, and Chidi honestly found it lacking compared to Xankeshan in most ways. The same with Yaitis as a whole. The way they managed things, both the city and the surrounding farmland, just wasnt that good. The protective formations around the city werent good enough, and the formations channeling energy to their crops were too powerful, limiting the growth away from the area. While that might be good in the short term, long term growth wouldnt be as effective.
That bothered Chidi a little bit, but what bothered him more was the limited number of places he could take Aconite. As part of the military Aconite could come and go in and out of the city and to and from the barracks, but individual establishments might not allow her. They treated her more as a pet, not a person. This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
The only place she was consistently able to go were the open air markets. Chidi liked those because they were full of interesting new things, though he really had no use for most of it. He was limited in what food he could consume, not because of special dietary needs but because food for cultivators had a lot of upper energy in it. Too much of that would throw off his internal balance, as he was still training with lower energy according to his parents instructions.
Didnt stop him from looking though. Specifically, smelling, touching, and tasting. It seemed a bit rude to do all that to a fruit vendor, but Chidi didnt actually touch anything, and the tasting was also done with energy senses. It wasnt the same as actually consuming something, but he got the general idea.
Other stalls had all sorts of things. Clothes, so many clothes that Chidi didnt need and couldnt use. Everything he wore was optimized for practicality, and enchanted for defense. It was also higher quality than most of what he could see. Then there were the things for filling up a residence- rugs and furniture and all sorts of containers and decorations and utensils. None of which Chidi needed or could practically use. Sure, he could toss stuff in his storage bag- but even that could only hold so much. Storage bags with much larger capacity existed, but his was just sufficient to hold a practical amount of stuff. More than anyone really needed, but not like a house full of stuff.
As they went about, Aconite sniffed everything- and as long as she didnt stick her nose actually into the stalls, the vendors didnt really have much to complain about. It was extremely useful to have a large wolf opening up a path in the crowd. Otherwise, Chidi would have had to push his own way through, and he preferred to avoid that.
Find anything interesting? he asked.
Aconite growled quietly in return- for to others listening, every bit of wolfspeak would sound aggressive. Not really. It seems that poison is not sold so commonly.
For good reason, Chidi declared. Its best for most people to not go anywhere near the stuff. He had long gotten past the point of telling Aconite she shouldnt get involved with poison. And her current understanding let her be as responsible as anyone could be with such deadly options available. The chances that she would accidentally perish were minimal enough to ignore, given her track record. Barely any higher than the standard perils of cultivation.
Later in the day, Chidi ended up in a tavern, drinking. Alcohol was of little interest to him. The taste was interesting enough, but he could have achieved the same results with other drinks. Some people liked to get drunk, though. Chidi was not interested in that, so he filtered the alcohol out of his system.
The young man was not a terribly social person, but some of that was due to habits from his upbringing. When he was a young child, his lack of sight and his parentage made him odd enough for children to stay away. As he grew older, he began cultivating early- and his status on Xankeshan remained the same. Thus, he had few friends. And he was content with that.
The tavern was noisy. Spinning it more positively, it was boisterous. Chidi got in a few conversations with people, but they were all short and pointless. Instead, he mostly listened, trying to get a sense of the people present. He especially focused on their stories- both big and small. Personal and stories of war. He tried to imagine the experiences they were relaying, understanding that his own practical experience was limited by his age. It was an interesting use of his time, but Chidi would have been lying if he did not prefer cultivation or even being back on patrol.
-----
Wrego was a hundred kilometers away from Koton, about a days walk directly along the road. A days walk for cultivators, specifically- and only during times of peace.
For the squad, getting anywhere close to halfway on patrol was an entire days work, and theyd have to stay up into the night to return. Those long patrols were exhausting but necessary- Chidi certainly wasnt going to complain and suggest that they camp out.
Once more, they moved along the road. Dry dirt, unpleasant with every sense Chidi had. And apparently, not even interesting to look at with eyes. But the road led them towards where they needed to go. Specifically, their goal was to make sure that the enemy was not encroaching towards them, setting up guard towers or forts closer to Koton.
He hefted it a few times, feeling its weight. He tossed it in the air, feeling the flow of air around it as it spun. Then he stepped back, gathered his energy, and tossed the odd shape with all his might, aiming for more or less the center of the formation. Technically slightly off from the center, even before he had marred a few runes and shifted the balance.
At his distance, he was met with a muffled but significant explosion sound, as well as a hail of dirt and splinters of wood from nearby trees. But most of the force had been focused inward, as the formation released all of its energy at once, its limiters disrupted for just a moment. It was more or less what was supposed to happen, though Chidi presumed that his squad was supposed to be on it at that time.
He jogged back towards Captain Tiras. I dont think we should linger long in this area. If anyone was waiting for us to trigger it, theyre most likely inbound. Chidi didnt sense anyone, but that would just mean more trouble if there actually was anyone.
Good idea. Well head east see if the branch there had any tampering. And maybe draw out some pursuers on the way.
Captain Tiras gave the order and the squad turned about, but the vice-captain stayed behind with Chidi. What the hell was that, kid?
What was what? he asked, frowning.
That explosion.
A trap formation, he said.
And you disarmed it just like that?
I prompted it to blow itself up, Chidi said, Which is much easier, since it was supposed to do that.
Didnt it have anything to make that not happen?
Fallbacks? A couple, but they werent very good.
And you figured that all out in a few minutes?
Ive seen much more complex formations, Chidi said. This one wasnt that big of a deal.
Sure, Denitsa said, hefting her hammer on her shoulder. Whatever you say, kid. Just keep us from stepping on anything like that in the future.
Obviously. Thats my job.
Chapter 627Whenever the squad was off duty, they would be back in the city. Koton was where they started and ended all their patrols, and Chidi honestly found it lacking compared to Xankeshan in most ways. The same with Yaitis as a whole. The way they managed things, both the city and the surrounding farmland, just wasnt that good. The protective formations around the city werent good enough, and the formations channeling energy to their crops were too powerful, limiting the growth away from the area. While that might be good in the short term, long term growth wouldnt be as effective.That bothered Chidi a little bit, but what bothered him more was the limited number of places he could take Aconite. As part of the military Aconite could come and go in and out of the city and to and from the barracks, but individual establishments might not allow her. They treated her more as a pet, not a person. This chapter was first shared on the Nvl1n platform.The only place she was consistently able to go were the open air markets. Chidi liked those because they were full of interesting new things, though he really had no use for most of it. He was limited in what food he could consume, not because of special dietary needs but because food for cultivators had a lot of upper energy in it. Too much of that would throw off his internal balance, as he was still training with lower energy according to his parents instructions.Didnt stop him from looking though. Specifically, smelling, touching, and tasting. It seemed a bit rude to do all that to a fruit vendor, but Chidi didnt actually touch anything, and the tasting was also done with energy senses. It wasnt the same as actually consuming something, but he got the general idea. Other stalls had all sorts of things. Clothes, so many clothes that Chidi didnt need and couldnt use. Everything he wore was optimized for practicality, and enchanted for defense. It was also higher quality than most of what he could see. Then there were the things for filling up a residence- rugs and furniture and all sorts of containers and decorations and utensils. None of which Chidi needed or could practically use. Sure, he could toss stuff in his storage bag- but even that could only hold so much. Storage bags with much larger capacity existed, but his was just sufficient to hold a practical amount of stuff. More than anyone really needed, but not like a house full of stuff.As they went about, Aconite sniffed everything- and as long as she didnt stick her nose actually into the stalls, the vendors didnt really have much to complain about. It was extremely useful to have a large wolf opening up a path in the crowd. Otherwise, Chidi would have had to push his own way through, and he preferred to avoid that.Find anything interesting? he asked.Aconite growled quietly in return- for to others listening, every bit of wolfspeak would sound aggressive. Not really. It seems that poison is not sold so commonly.For good reason, Chidi declared. Its best for most people to not go anywhere near the stuff. He had long gotten past the point of telling Aconite she shouldnt get involved with poison. And her current understanding let her be as responsible as anyone could be with such deadly options available. The chances that she would accidentally perish were minimal enough to ignore, given her track record. Barely any higher than the standard perils of cultivation.Later in the day, Chidi ended up in a tavern, drinking. Alcohol was of little interest to him. The taste was interesting enough, but he could have achieved the same results with other drinks. Some people liked to get drunk, though. Chidi was not interested in that, so he filtered the alcohol out of his system. The young man was not a terribly social person, but some of that was due to habits from his upbringing. When he was a young child, his lack of sight and his parentage made him odd enough for children to stay away. As he grew older, he began cultivating early- and his status on Xankeshan remained the same. Thus, he had few friends. And he was content with that.The tavern was noisy. Spinning it more positively, it was boisterous. Chidi got in a few conversations with people, but they were all short and pointless. Instead, he mostly listened, trying to get a sense of the people present. He especially focused on their stories- both big and small. Personal and stories of war. He tried to imagine the experiences they were relaying, understanding that his own practical experience was limited by his age. It was an interesting use of his time, but Chidi would have been lying if he did not prefer cultivation or even being back on patrol.-----Wrego was a hundred kilometers away from Koton, about a days walk directly along the road. A days walk for cultivators, specifically- and only during times of peace. For the squad, getting anywhere close to halfway on patrol was an entire days work, and theyd have to stay up into the night to return. Those long patrols were exhausting but necessary- Chidi certainly wasnt going to complain and suggest that they camp out.Once more, they moved along the road. Dry dirt, unpleasant with every sense Chidi had. And apparently, not even interesting to look at with eyes. But the road led them towards where they needed to go. Specifically, their goal was to make sure that the enemy was not encroaching towards them, setting up guard towers or forts closer to Koton.He hefted it a few times, feeling its weight. He tossed it in the air, feeling the flow of air around it as it spun. Then he stepped back, gathered his energy, and tossed the odd shape with all his might, aiming for more or less the center of the formation. Technically slightly off from the center, even before he had marred a few runes and shifted the balance.At his distance, he was met with a muffled but significant explosion sound, as well as a hail of dirt and splinters of wood from nearby trees. But most of the force had been focused inward, as the formation released all of its energy at once, its limiters disrupted for just a moment. It was more or less what was supposed to happen, though Chidi presumed that his squad was supposed to be on it at that time.He jogged back towards Captain Tiras. I dont think we should linger long in this area. If anyone was waiting for us to trigger it, theyre most likely inbound. Chidi didnt sense anyone, but that would just mean more trouble if there actually was anyone.Good idea. Well head east see if the branch there had any tampering. And maybe draw out some pursuers on the way.Captain Tiras gave the order and the squad turned about, but the vice-captain stayed behind with Chidi. What the hell was that, kid?What was what? he asked, frowning.That explosion.A trap formation, he said.And you disarmed it just like that?I prompted it to blow itself up, Chidi said, Which is much easier, since it was supposed to do that.Didnt it have anything to make that not happen?Fallbacks? A couple, but they werent very good.And you figured that all out in a few minutes?Ive seen much more complex formations, Chidi said. This one wasnt that big of a deal.Sure, Denitsa said, hefting her hammer on her shoulder. Whatever you say, kid. Just keep us from stepping on anything like that in the future.Obviously. Thats my job.
