Electus - Chapter 462

It is light to say that Lady Toto Fasoli’s contribution in yesterday’s battle saved everyone’s asses.

That short beast, that Caalisher Tuspuk Lejak Demonic species could have messed up Michael’s Domain far beyond repair.

The walls although destroyed in one portion, proved as the best defense to keep the other citizens from getting cooked alive. If there weren’t any walls, at least 30 Houses would have been destroyed.

Houses were set on fire, we can’t rule out that cruel fact but it wasn’t anything that random passer by’s couldn’t help with.

Some threw buckets of water against the Fire, some hand slapped them shut and a few threw leather over them.

For her bravery, for joining battle when the walls were blowing up and for ultimately killing the enemy with one shot, she will receive a little reward.

This wasn’t supposed to happen soon, but a salary raise for her has been established. She used to earn 200 Gold Coins a month, but now will earn 300.

That’s the least the King can do for such a deadly contribute and if over 100k Gold Coins weren’t blown over death compensations, he would easily give her a good bonus too.

The rear side of the walls is in a horrific condition, as there are 4 holes through it stretching 5-7 feet wide.

In a few short lengthed spots, the top half of the wall is blown off and crumbled down which only makes breaching this Domain easier.

Worst of the worst, there is basically a gate sized spot blown open. With a bit of effort anyone can walk over the destroyed stonework that lays on the ground and simply enter or exit the Kingdom through that breach.

If Toto didn’t interfere, the rear walls would be in a further unfavourable condition. There would be several full breaches across, making fighting off these Clawed Demons harder.

A quick fix is to slap a lot of planks over these breaches and try to bash nails against the stonework. It’s a quick fix, but not a good one.

As these Clawed Demons can chip through stone, they will have a laugh over breaching through weak planks. That is, if those motherf.u.c.kers can laugh.

The best idea for now is to wait for the Delivery folks coming from Pameres Kingdom, give them a letter to deliver towards King Zar and bring Stonemasons here a couple of weeks after.

They’ve fought Demons off for so long now, for sure they can do it for a couple more weeks.

…

Most of the Goblin Demon Platoon are injured while some are at a critical condition. The ones that got injured the most, pulled their foot out of the grave thanks to Ladia.

She casted multiple healing power moves on them, fairly in a rush and panicking a little throughout which tended to mess with progress.

Their wounds are still a bit bloody but she cut down their pain at least by a quarter and even took the liberty to pull out thick Demonic Claws out of their shoulders mostly.

The severely injured will live to see another day, but they might need a couple of weeks to recover. None would mind waiting, it’s for the sake of health and this species is used to having wounds for months. Two weeks is a blessing.

The injured rate arose high so Eric had to come by and make Ladia’s work easier by healing the less injured.

He is thankful that there are no Humans who got injured, rest here in the Dungeon. There are Goblin Demons only, and they are a bit more communicative.

Nothing racist or discriminating towards the Goblin Demons, he just hopes that everyone forgets about that day where he accidentally kissed a lady Ignite above the lips.

“Ladia is here!” One Goblin Demon pointed out, everyone who heard him broke into a cheer after.

“Ladia, I love you.” One man hollered as she walked by, trying to reach the most injured.

A lady shouted across the room with a request, “My kid admirers you, can she have a bit of your hair?”

A middle aged man softly requested when Ladia stopped by her bed, “Can we have your shoe? We want to nail it on the Leader’s wall to remember you.”

Shortly, she waved her hand towards the middle aged man’s arm, throwing a green orb and answered. “First heal, I will honour traditions.”

…

Although dangerous, the Caalisher Tuspuk Lejak has an interesting form for a Demon.

It of course has Horns like most Demons, but this species carries 6 foot long Horns while itself the Demon is 5 foot tall.

His big Horns start from where the ears should be, and curl down beneath his feet. Thankfully this species can fly, or else it would be bad.

“How do your legs feel?” Alama asked as she walked by, slapping his ass.

With the ass in mind, his own that is. King Michael rubbed his buttock and slowly expressed. “Still a bit numb, I’m lucky that Horn didn’t hit my ass.”

Confident of course but willing to praise a kid for once, Mogranius weighed in. “Toto totally kicked that Demon’s ass, it would kill all of you since I wasn’t there.”

Walking in the throne room with the Sub Leader following him, Eric teased. “Yes yes, you would take all of the paralyzing horns to the butt and save us all.”

Sitting on the King’s throne, not fearing to do so either, Alama stated. “You should help Toto level up her powers, I’m sure there are Levels for the evolved as well.”

Not minding that she sat on his throne and moving to that little table on the right side of the Throne room, sitting on one of the two chairs.

Taking a second to sit down properly, he cited with a tone under breath. “I wish I could help her, but I don’t know how. The best way for her to level up is to keep training, maybe there is more to this than orbs.”

Not giving a flop that children and ladies are around, Mogranius barked. “She better level up, because if she could make a long shot like that and explode the Demon’s f.u.c.k.i.n.g head, Imagine if she was Level 6 or something.”

Although poor with his wordplay, Mogranius does make a firm point and King Michael most certainly agrees.

Although the King himself is thinking about something else. “That’s obvious but I also wish that more Zamerians come into power, or would at least show when a child of theirs gains abilities.”

Remembering that day when Toto was introduced, still sitting on a throne Alama complimented the King’s claim. “Toto’s father thought that his daughter was cursed, the rest of the Zamerians will have it hard to publicise their powers with such mentality in mind.”

Compared to these people, having the most time spent with Ladia who as well is a Zamerian. Eric weighed in, “Zamerians have a strict unspoken rule, if one’s discovered power isn’t healing then they either call it a curse or black magic.”

Before anyone can speak again, Eric swiftly shifted topics towards the Goblin Demons. “Enough about that, I need to tell all of you something.”

“What?”

“What did you do?”

“Did you get another girlfriend?”

“Don’t be stupid, who wouldn’t love Ada?”

“People shut up and let him talk.”

The group of people here in the throne room bickered with each other, a bit usual and understandable considering that Eric doesn’t usually like to take the spotlight.

Trying to cut it short, he pointed at the Goblin Demon Sub Leader to his side and boasted. “We talked it over with Kutuk, this man will be joining me to seek the 12 Relics.”

“Really? That’s fantastic.” King Michael became the first to compliment although yelling hurt his buttock somehow.

The King feels guilty to have Mogranius stay here and send Eric who’s still a child to hunt for some ancient relics but the situation demands so.

Stating another fact, Eric effused. “Yesterday I healed this man and now he insists to help.”

Raising his finger up to gain attention, the Sub Leader went on into this in deeper detail. “It’s partially about that, but you showed us more sympathy than our realm ever did. Here there is peace… although we are in the middle of a war.”

Understanding that his own wordplay is shifting a tad mid, the Sub Leader cut to the case. “And I want this peace to last, my people have been left behind here and I want to show my realm that the Goblin Demons they call animals, can shut their forsaken portals down.”

Although a small group of individuals in this room, they all started cheering and clapping. At the very first the Goblin Demons portrayed their selves dumb, there is nothing dumb about this.

Tremendously loving this idea, King Michael complimented. “So you will have 3 friends aiding you to your quest, each one skilled too. I feel a bit more comfortable about this.”

Not complimenting himself for once, Mogranius stated a firm fact. “It’s a shame Toto can’t join you, yesterday I saw her persuading her father to shape yesterday’s enemies big horns to double wielded Swords.”