Chapter 90: Inversion Cu (1/2)
High-grade equipment and experts were the backbone of a country. Human countries could be separated into three tiers, a principality, a kingdom and an empire. The kingdom of Tarnia naturally belonged in the middle of that tier system.
It’s said that each country has a high-grade enchanted gear that stabilizes the fortunes of its country.
Epic enchanted gears are enough to support the formation of a principality while a semi-divine gear is enough to support the formation of a kingdom. In order to form an empire, a divine gear is needed to stabilize the fortunes of this vast country.
All these had an assumption underlying them. That was that the humans of the Western Human realms created their countries based on might. The founding monarch was usually a peerless expert of his generation. After this monarch dies, his high-grade enchanted gear would be passed down as a national treasure, becoming the support for future generations.
However why did they have to be experts themselves? On Earth, there were a lot of emperors who possess no martial prowess, there were even some who collapsed after taking two steps on their own. Didn’t they manage to keep their throne in spite of that?
Truth be told, it was a rather awkward subject.
It wasn’t a must for every monarch to possess an unrivalled martial might, but there was one thing that was absolutely necessary for these monarchs. They had to at least have a peerless expert standing behind them.
On Earth, there was no such thing as a person being able to stand up to 10,000 men. On the other hand, the Western Human Realms had such people…some of these people were even able to stand up to 100,000 men…
And that’s where the crux of the problem lies, if your family dared to set up a country without such an expert behind you, I could easily destroy your country on a whim. All it takes is for me to dispatch one expert to your country for a quick tour.
The expert merely has to go on a rampage, killing the citizens and any soldiers you threw at him. If he’s unable to handle the army, the expert merely has to retreat and continue his slaughter elsewhere. With his mobility, there would be no way for the soldiers to lock him down. Given time, your country’s collapse was a given. Given time, I can guarantee that that one person would be able to destroy your country by himself.
With all that said, it’s necessary to talk about the importance of high-grade enchanted gear. Long story short, gear superiority allows you to take on those at a higher level than you!
This is why both gear and experts are the backbone of a country, lacking one or the other spells certain doom for a country.
Now, there’s a piece of gear right in front of me that is said to be able to support the formation of a principality…
“You’re really giving this to me!?” I’m getting dizzy just thinking about this…
“This weapon is more suited for humanoids, in our hands, it will only hold us back.” Habona said in a forthright manner while nodding her head. “Besides, Harlow said he wanted to give this to you, since we aren’t using it, gifting this to you isn’t a bad choice either.”
“In that case, I’ll help myself to it, I’m still lacking a melee weapon after all.” I had nothing but gratitude for her show of goodwill. This was an Epic weapon! It wasn’t some random bone weapon you found lying on the ground. Since she’s so willing to give it away, it’s only right of me to accept it.
“Thank you all, I truly like this gift. If there’s any way I can help you in the future, please feel free to look for me.”
“Mhm.” This time, she didn’t say “You’re too weak” but instead proudly nodded her head.
Given that the weapon was roughly 2m in length, it was slightly awkward for my 1.4m frame to carry it on my back. And so, I decided to use the wrist chain on my left hand to secure Shadowfang to my body. As for the Grimoire of the Dead, I ended up letting it roam free, as a side benefit, it could even help me look after Shadowfang.
Recently, I’ve noticed a serious deficiency in my melee capabilities. Perhaps it was because of my eating habits but my strength was significantly lagging behind the other two-star imps, although my speed had received a corresponding boost.
Coming in at 1.9m in length with a 0.3m blade hilt, Shadowfang was a large weapon that I had to use both of my hands to wield. However, don’t let its size fool you, despite its ridiculous length, it didn’t hinder my normal movement. This was largely in part due to the floatation ability of the grimoire. With the bone chain secured to Shadowfang, I was able to hang it on the floating grimoire.
Thanks to that, I ended up with a rather unique bearing. With the bound grimoire floating high the air, all the while dragging a black katana attached to my wrist with a bone chain, I almost looked like a Magister with my martial and magical abilities. If…and that’s a big if, you ignore the red egg in my arms…
With that out of the way, my next objective is to impose on Mo En…err, I mean pay him a light hearted visit. Simply put, I REALLY wanted to have a look at this so-called Summoning Zone.
If I’m lucky, I might just get summoned into the Western Human Realms, and if I’m even luckier I might end up beside Nicole…fine, that bit of daydreaming was a tad unrealistic.
As comrades who had just gone through thick and thin together, Habona volunteered to escort us to Mo En’s nest.
The plan was for me to scout out the place. If it was suitable, I would bring my subordinates over. If something unexpected were to happen, Habona’s prowess should be enough to secure an escape route for us. As such, this trip was only limited to a small group of me, Violet Snow and Habona.
After swatting away No.5’s thinly veiled attempt at sexual harassment, I left some orders for One-eye, No.3, Big 5 and Baccarel to look after my subordinates in the meantime.
One-eye was in charge of the guardsmen, No.3 the reserves, the shieldbearers and the sabre wielders. As for Baccarel, he was in charge of the remaining half-orcs. The hellhounds were given to Big 5 to handle since he had a good relationship with them anyway. With Violet Snow leaving her own set of orders, he should be able to manage them.
As for my 30 skeletal archers, I left them explicit orders to remain still as a statue while I was gone. Even if they were attacked, they were not to retaliate.
Before leaving, the old werewolf reassured me that he would look after my subordinates. Even with Habona gone, the werewolves still had a number of three-stars in the clan. As long as they didn’t provoke a four-star, their survival was basically assured.
As usual, I was given a ride on Habona’s shoulders. In my arms were the devil egg and a resting Violet Snow. Habona maintained her blistering speed as always, even so, she was able to fend off any patrolling undead with ease while looking after me.
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The surrounding areas had been cleaned recently and so there was hardly any meat to be found. Thanks to that, Habona had to rely on the magical exchange array to procure meat for herself. As for me and Violet Snow, things were much simpler as we could feed on souls.