Electus - Chapter 505
“What problem?” Eric questioned as his mind went absolutely blank at this point, because what could bother an all powerful Calidum Lutum tribe for so long?
Huna walked forward and recited. “My King, I think it’s time we lay a bit of history on you, you have to know how Lan Shutak lost all of its grand masters 1,100 years ago.”
“Oh so you weren’t joking about that?” Eric asked, still not exactly certain where these people were getting at with such a topic that screamed volumes.
At this point triggered to become highly talkative, lady Huna started out her rant with a bang and gradually reduced her tone as her arms jerked up. “Who would joke about losing the prides of our town? No we weren’t joking and the worst part is that the problem is still here and could kill all of us if we get unlucky. All of Lan Shutak, not just our grand masters.”
Not favouring how he’s getting practically scolded, the young man raised his tone by a quarter as confusion became a prime way of personal interjection. “You keep talking about the problem but don’t tell me what it is, can you be more specific?”
Spotting that Huna might not be the best to explain this situation, Rashlam the long haired man swooped in and cited. “There’s a… we can call it a monster I think, yes. There’s a monster in this town and it can emerge if things go wrong, it can kill us all.”
Using basic logic at this point, Rash asked from the background. “So, it’s a demon?”
“No, at least I think it’s not.” Rashlam answered and tossed his white voluminous hair behind the shoulders.
Finally deciding to not walk around like a bodyguard and actually engage in the problem, Rash stepped forward and requested. “Can we look at the monster? I don’t know if you noticed but I’m a goblin demon.”
“We know, you aren’t the first goblin demon we see.” Huna added from the background, standing behind Rashlam.
Glad that he wasn’t getting an awkward eye from these people due to all the hate everyone here has built towards demons, Rash gave out a bit of a sigh and pitched. “Good then, I didn’t live in the demonic realm but my father talked a lot about the big monsters there so I can tell them apart.”
Becoming a bit emotional, Huna once more barged in and stated. “That would be a bad idea, you taking a peek at the beast equal to letting it free. Lan Shutak made that mistake 1,100 years ago but now we have a plan.”
Yet still curious if demons had a hand in this, grand master Justak assured. “Yes, after we set the beast free, you can decide if it’s a demon or not.”
Confused no doubt but at the same time confident, Eric offered. “Whatever the beast is, I will kill it.”
“No no no, you can’t possibly kill it alone.” Rashlam pointed out, his face carrying a worried look as he captured the golden blood’s attention. “We will help you but this job needs more than brute force.”
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“Are you sure this will help?” Eric asked after running the tip of a dagger across hid arm, letting blood break out.
Nodding although her tone doesn’t show assurance, Huna described. “It might, our forefathers told us that golden blood can kill the monster.”
Due to constant exposure to new people and public spaces, Eric has built a bit of social skills and therefore stuttered less.
Which inevitably allowed him to be more expansive by expression. “I’m very sceptical about that, more than ever. If it’s a large monster then it will want to taste my blood rather than get killed by it. But at least you’re half sure about this.”
“Half is a strong word… let’s call it a quarter.” Rashlam decided to point out, putting realism in front of everything.
Not finding the motive to appreciate his arm hurting although this whole movement is led by uncertainty, Eric decided to dumb down the perplexity of this faulty step. “And how will my blood touch the monster?”
Pulling an Ignite gem out of his pocket and sitting down to get closer to the wooden bowl in front of them, Justak answered. “With explosives.”
And after taking a seat, he placed the Ignite gem over a flat rock and absolutely slapped the shit out of it.
The purple glowing gem’s illumination dimmed by half after such an attack and everyone around realized that it was smashed in half.
Grand master Justak reached for the smaller shards and placed them in the same bowl as where Eric’s blood was collected.
And thus, the dark orange blood that captivated the bowl, shifted towards what’s more purple.
Rather curious of what they were doing, Sekun questioned. “Ignite gems explode when mixed with blood?”
As he was grinding through the rest of the gem with a sharper rock nearby, the old Justak answered. “Ignite gems explode without it as well, the shards do at least. You didn’t know that?”
Mildly sarcastic, Huna weighed her own thoughts in as well. “Why do you think they’re called Ignite gems?”
“So that’s how those Chan had explosive bolts!” Eric exclaimed, his realisation caught quite a bit of attention.
The very discovery of being a golden blood was all based from that explosive bolt that almost dismantled the young Electus.
It forcing Eric into lava was the reason of the great connection with Lan Zhe and the growing connection here in Lan Shutak.
And to think that the same gems that strive in illumination thanks to Eric’s existence, were used to lead towards the discovery itself.
The enigma behind it was deafening but at least now Eric felt sure that destiny was a real thing and called for him louder than a panicking bear hunting dog.
“Zar kept his secrets… tricky but I’m surprised how he didn’t use the gems to compress the snow Ignite revolution, this was a dumb move from his side.” It wasn’t usual for Ada to sync into war talk but being around people who don’t take it off their mouth, rubbed off on her, the odds favoured it.
Unwilling to sync into any affair that doesn’t represent the problem, Justak shifted the topic. “Anyway, Ignite shards explode if they meet with any surface that causes sparks, or if we tie it with a flaming cloth.”
Finishing off the base plan, Rashlam added while gazing at the production. “That’s how we will spread your blood over the beast.”