383 Hunting In Dirty Waters
Karoline couldn’t say no or stall any longer. As Lily led her Hectors down my chariot, Karoline came with a dejected look over her face.
It seemed she placed great importance in taking part in the upcoming fight. One way or another, this arrangement was for the best for all of us.
I didn’t want to end up having to kill her.
I stood on top of my chariot, waved to the marching away Karoline and Lily. Karoline didn’t spare me a glance, while Lily waved at me in a weird way.
This girl gave me the impression she was waving at her man or something before going to war. Damn! Did she think of me in the same way or what?
Anyway, I closed this page for now while depending on my gods to keep a good eye over her.
[Be ready] I sent over to my team, [We are going to march out for war soon]
[Aren’t we supposed to wait?]
[Right now, boss?]
[What changed?]
All asked, all but the jumper. That dude already was chatting with me about Karoline and this arrangement. He got to know about what happened just minutes ago.
He knew about Fang’s unexpected move, and he even laughed at me for that.
I explained the current situation in short words. After that I left them to get done with their forces while I started arranging things with Fang and Wryly.
[Tell me what do you know about the current situation in the war zone] I sent this to these two, but I knew only Fang would be the one to give me real and valuable intel out of the two.
[All races are fighting there, even humans] Fang’s first response was something that surprised me.
Humans? Again? What went wrong with my weak humans? Weren’t we supposed to be pushovers and the weak link in this apocalypse?
[Which forces do these humans belong to?] I thought about that bastard who publicly challenged me. Yet his forces were in the West, far away from here.
If that was true, then that meant there was a new player in this region. Impressive thought indeed that I hardly believed.
[I don’t know for sure, but they came from the north, marched and evaded many cities until they stopped at Iowa. They are fighting efficiently and maintaining good control over their current territory. But that won’t last for long as many dragon and Selvator archlords are going to there now]
[They want to kill them?]
[You can’t blame them, having a troublesome human is enough to make them not want others]
[Don’t blame me for being outstanding] I rolled my eyes, [So they are going to kill my humans?]
[Don’t tell me you are going to help!]
[I don’t know how they do that] I was slightly worried about my human race indeed. But these humans came here knowing about my presence in the area and never thought about getting in contact with me.
As other races had their differences and conflicts, I couldn’t speak differently about humans. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
Until they’d prove they weren’t enemies, I’d not move proactively to their aid.
[Then…]
[If many are going to hunt them down, that means their areas will be left unguarded, right?]
[They have a temporary ceasefire between the two races] he sent before adding, [That agreement is done on paragon level. I cant breach it]
[You can’t, but who said I can’t?] I smirked evilly.
[You mean…]
[They are going after my humans, so it’s normal for me to come at them, right?] I knew as I was out of the picture and getting crushed by Hectors, other races forgot temporarily about me.
This looked like a golden chance to make the headache I caused to them return again and in such a fierce and deadly blow. [Tell me all about their territories. We’ll hit there first]
[We? Don’t include me in this madness!]
[Who said there are only Dragons and Selvators in this area? Aren’t there Berserkers and Hectors? Or even those good for nothing cowards?]
He paused and I knew he had a choice to make here. If he strictly followed the orders of his paragon, then he would be limited greatly in this fight.
It was apparent that his paragon shifted his interest away from him. If he didn’t show his worth and retaliate, then he would end up losing too much to recover from.
But that also was risky. If his paragon treated this as a defiance to his orders, then all his effort would go in vain.
[I can only help against other races, not these two] he finally made the right and wisest choice here.
[I’ll make sure your boys won’t have a single moment of rest] I was happy with his decision, [Just make sure you’ll tolerate fighting against other races on your own]
[I’m not that weak, pal!]
[Ok, let’s talk business then… Send me the details about the entire region of these forces. Send me everything you know about their numbers, defences, cities controlled, and their neighbouring forces]
[Ok…]
He started sending long messages that I temporarily neglected. I checked Wryly’s messages, and as expected… That dude knew nothing much about the real situation there.
Yet he told me valuable info about the movements of other Berserker’s archlords in this area.
One of them was stationed just north of the area controlled by the temporarily allied Dragons and Selvators.
He also sent me news about Hectors. They controlled the Tennessee state, just south of all this mess.
They seemed to wait like wolves, waiting for all this dust to settle before jumping in.
According to his paragon’s words, there was a coalition force from two mighty paragons there. He also warned Wryly to get involved with these two as they were much stronger than any current paragon here.
Well… I already faced and defeated two of their paragons, even killed one and looted his forces and inventory from him.
But that didn’t mean I’d underestimate this coalition. I got lucky that these two paragons got their eyes focused on me and were rash.
These two paragons weren’t. They were biding their time, building up their forces and arranging their forces.
Such meticulous minds were so damn hard to deal with, especially if coupled with justified strength and wealth.