Chapter 52: Trent Wood!
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Jumping, I landed on its belly and used it as a snow sled. I had to cast [Puppetry] on my boots to stop me from simply falling off.
Sliding across the side of the ice ramp I steered the shell by creating more arcs until I had managed to aim it in the direction of the Trent that looked to be on its last leg.
The tree saw us coming however as it sprouted a wooden fence in front of it and send a barrage of bombs our way.
Using up the remainder of the Ice Shard I crafted an inclining ramp in front of me. I cut the root barrier with a spell and used my now free hand to take a shield from my inventory.
Flying off the end of the ramp I crashed the turtle shell into the Trent.
The last of its health disappeared as the turtle shell's spikes pierced it with ease.
Jumping to the side I rolled into a crouching position.
Unsheathing my rapier, I touched the fire rune and charged at the turtle shell which was still stuck to the bark of the Trent. I stabbed at one of the limb openings feeling the blade hit something and with a twist I sent a supply of mana into the blade causing an explosion inside the shell that incinerated whatever was in there.
With that the second round came to an end.
The crowd exploded into cheers again.
I took this chance to down a healing potion and some homemade food that restored mana.
After five minutes, it was time for the next round.
Taking a page from my last opponents I had used this brief break to prepare accordingly.
I summoned all manner of weaponry from my inventory that ranged from swords, maces, war hammers, spears, and even a few axes before using [Puppetry] to place them under my control. I had them float in the air just behind me while I had shields circle around me protectively.
It might have seemed overkill, but Trent had managed to destroy the rest of my dragons last round so I needed everything if I hoped to make it till the end.
The next opponent should be 'Three French hens' but knowing Emperor Claus they would probably be 12 ft tall and would be able to breath fire. Either that or he might just send a cockatrice.
The side gate opened and out from the darkness stepped out…
Three complete normal looking chickens.
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"Urggg…"
With an undignified groan I turned over in my bed.
The window for a failed quest blankly staring me in the face.
This was the first quest that I had failed since my time in this world.
The last image I had before blacking out was that of a chicken pecking out my eyes.
I was right when I thought that the chickens weren't normal.
Unlike the previous monsters the chickens were more suited for support than combat. They had an outrageous amount of health and whenever I managed to hit one, it would glow a rainbow color and gain invulnerability for 1 minute. It could also heal its comrades, erasing any progress I had made. Life drain was also useless as they healed faster than I could take.
After half an hour of this routine, I was unable to keep up, collapsing to the ground. The chickens then activated their last skill, summoning a brood of over a hundred chickens to their aid and I got to experience the joy of being pecked to death.
It was a humiliating defeat for sure, but I didn't dwell on it for much as my mind went to another place.
With sore arms I opened up my inventory and took out my squad of teddy bears.
I opened up the zipper and reached inside the pouch, pulling out a piece of wood.
[Trent Wood-Rank: Rare
Description: Wood taken from a tree that is inhabited by a forest spirit. Years of absorbing ambient magic has given it mystical properties making it an ideal material for magical foci. Wands and staff made from this wood will be many times more powerful than others.]
"Hmph, Merry Christmas to me," I thought out loud.
While I was fighting, I had the bears hide in the snow and collect any broken material in the area. Their pouches had a magical expansion charm cast on them, by a shop that specialized in charming trunks, so they could hold a lot of things many times their own size inside them.
What they couldn't fit inside themselves like the turtle shells and the Trent stump I had collected myself minutes prior to my death.
Sometimes you need to force a win from a losing situation.
Still, the entire quest served as a valuable learning experience. It had given me plenty of new ideas, but more than that it reminded me that I wasn't invincible, that I was still just one man, and if I hoped to stand on top, I first needed an army at my back.
It was finally time to put that [Territory Management Mode] to use.
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Taking a bite from a cheeseburger I stood watch outside of the back entrance to a grocery store.
I was halfway into the delicious fatty meal when the doors opened and I took that as my cue to walk inside where a 17-year-old boy stood in front of a line of 20+ workers, all of whom supported glassy looks.
The youth handed me my compact before stepping back into line.
"Good, now all of you listen. From this day forward you will all do as I command. You will think of me as your Lord and Master. You will not question any actions you do under my control. You will think everything is normal during this time but will have no recollection afterwards. When I speak the code word 'Blue Armadillo' you will fall into a trance-like state where you will wait for further orders from me. When I snap my finger 4 times in rapid succession you will wake up from your trance, and do as I have instructed, having no recollection of the events and replacing it with a likely memory."
I made sure to repeat the command a couple more times so that it would really stick before snapping my fingers.
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