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Flight of the Draykes

Welcome to the Flight of the Draykes. This novel is a System-based sword and magic Western Fantasy with elements of gamelit (Dungeons) and eastern cultivation (The system). Genre: Fantasy, Historical, Action, Adventure, and a sprinkle of Romance with Comedy. Pacing: Slow at first till chapter 30 before becoming a rollercoaster. Known Issues: Ages of the Protagonist and allies at the start. NOTE: THE AGES IN THIS NOVEL ARE NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF THEIR ACTUAL MATURITY. THEY ARE PROTEANS, NOT HUMANS. Also, if you're looking for smut, this novel isn't for you. Not in the slightest. On a fewer caps note: The age maturity thing is integral to the plot and it will be explained rationally as the books go along. You are free to guess why that is. Synopsis: Book 1 presents to you the world of Protos. Protos is the land of the blessed. Its inhabitants are of many races, but most of them have diminished in the long wars against the beasts that also inhabit Protos. This has led to humanity becoming the dominant species and eventually, all other races, including the beasts, have been banished to pockets of land where they survive on meager existences. However, Protos was destined not to be peaceful as the inhabitants could only fight off the beasts with the help of warforce. A bloodline system that allows them to activate their war potential and battle fiercely. Now, with the beasts defeated and the other races diminished, humanity - having no common foe to fight turned upon itself, for war was in their blood and they again shed their blood in rivers. As the years passed, kingdoms and empires rose and fell and eventually stabilized into an uneasy peace until - 300 years ago, the world went through yet another change. A change where the wielders of warforce now possessed additional powers that had been lost for millennia. These powers changed the face of war again and conflict, which was dying down, reignited madly. In this world was born Faustus Drayke, Scion of House Drayke - which, in turn, was the frontier protector of The Kingdom of Leon. Fate decreed him to be unimportant. His Destiny and the desperate prophecy of a powerless girl decreed that he will be an immortal. Set in the backdrop of betrayal, honor, and loyalty - Follow the tale of Faustus Drayke as he forges his destiny and becomes an immortal. For himself, he has to fulfill the prophecy. For the world, he better fulfill the prophecy. `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` The inspiration for this book came from Smoke is a Path's TotRL - which has unfortunately been discontinued. I have no interest in finishing others' stories, but I love creating my own. So I took inspiration from TotRL and I created this vast original overreaching world of over 20 books, with each book being around 200 chapters. Expect the full story to be close to 4000 chapters. Release Schedule: 3 chapters a day. 11:30 am - Eastern Standard Time - 1st Chapter 01:00 pm - Eastern Standard Time - 2nd Chapter 02:30 pm - Eastern Standard Time - 3rd Chapter All timings are subject to + or - 30 minutes. If you like this series, please do support me by leaving reviews that help me improve my writing, comments that inspire me to keep writing harder, and ratings that allow this series to be seen by more people. Thank you very much and cheers all! Horizon out. Current Arc: Arc 3 of Book 1 DISCORD LINK: https://discord.gg/FQHKb63tyW

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Fleece the Sheep

Haggling fiercely with the girl, who kept crossing her arms and uncrossing them as she haggled back, Sia finally struck the table as she said with gritted teeth, "Two sets of armor. But I want all the shields you have."

Shaking her head, the girl adamantly said, "Three sets, and you can take all the shields I have here."

As I glanced around once again at the mountains of worn out equipment that lay in the stall, I signalled to Sia who said to the girl, "3 sets of armor for all the shields…" and then holding up a finger as the girl opened her mouth, she added, "and all the training equipment the academy gave you."

Puzzled, the girl looked at Sia before she quickly stuck out her hand, which Sia grabbed even quicker than the girl had extended it.

Narrowing her eyes, the girl looked on as I swept all the shields and the mountains of old equipment into my finite ring.

But it was too late for the girl to do anything, as Sia had already placed the three sets of armor in front of her.

And stage three of fleecing the sheep was carried out successfully.

Huddling together, we quickly tallied up the materials that we had exchanged and that we had in reserve.

As of now, we had gotten all the construction materials; food; shields and training equipment in exchange for 50 training uniforms and 4 sets of armor.

Leaving us with only 8 sets of the finest quality common arms and armor, 10 sets of medium quality, and an assortment of other pieces of normal quality that were the best of the training equipment that the Academy had provided us with.

Apart from that, we only had our construction equipment that consisted of logs, and other things; our spare uniform sets that numbered close to 500 sets, and yes, I do mean 500 sets; and lastly, the food that we had already stockpiled along with the spoils from the monsters from which the food had come from.

That was essentially all of our available trading materials, and as we separated, Sia murmured, "Let the last trade happen successfully, and we're set."

"You want to do it in batches?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Why?" she asked as she raised her eyebrows.

"Because, I think they're onto us." I said with a wry smile.

Nodding, Apollo said, "That girl definitely smelled something fishy. My guess is that she's going to alert the rest."

Laughing, Sia said, "We didn't do anything suspicious... did we?"

Snorting, we looked at her as she said, "Okay, perhaps we were a tad bit suspicious."

"You don't say," Apollo said as he chuckled. "They probably thought of us as madmen, and madwomen," he added hastily as Sia glared at him.

Nodding in approval, Sia said, "They'd be right to think that, you know. I mean, what if we're wrong?"

Shuddering, me and Apollo looked at each other before saying in unison, "Then we're Baling done for."

"Aye...," Sia said as she chewed her lip before she shrugged and said, "Well, if that does happen, then we'll just have to suffer for a bit."

Tapping my finite ring, I grinned as I said, "At least we have plenty of shields."

Shaking their heads, the other two set off to the last stall as I called out from behind, "We aren't doing it in batches?"

Without turning back, Sia said, "We're not shy Maidens, Faustus."

Mimicking her, Apollo repeated, "That's right. We're not shy Maidens, Faustus."

Shaking my head, I hurried after them and we were just about to greet the stall keeper when Celine walked over and took the stall keeper's place.

Smiling pleasantly at us, she said, "What would you like to exchange, my dear friends?"

Smiling stiffly, Sia said, "We'd like to see your list first."

Still smiling, Celine dipped her head as she said, "Unfortunately, we're short on most of the items. So, if you can name something, we'll try to get that for you before the exchange market ends."

Silently applauding her cunning, I intervened as I said, "Could we see the list anyway? Even if you don't have the items in stock, there's always tomorrow as you said."

Hesitating for a moment, Celine silently passed over a paper saying, "Please do have a look then."

Scanning it quickly, I saw that they had a lot of crafting materials for sale, as well as finished products like uniforms and other clothes.

Passing it to Sia and Apollo, we nodded simultaneously as Sia said, "We want the clothes."

Smiling, Celine said, "Out of stock."

Evenly, Sia said, "Uniforms."

Still smiling, Celine said, "Out of stock."

Frustrated, Sia said, "What is in stock?"

Nodding slyly, Celine said, "Almost nothing is in stock. Except for a few things here and there," as she pointed to some common materials.

Scanning them briefly, Sia said, "Fine, we'll take whatever you have left, and we can offer you finished uniforms in return."

Raising her eyebrows, Celine asked, "Uniforms? Didn't you want to buy some, and also how many are we talked about?"

Without batting an eye, Sia replied, "We did want to buy some, but since you don't have any stock, we'll sell you our uniforms. 200 uniforms to be exact."

Despite her eyes widening, Celine calmly said, "We do not have enough to offer you in return for 200 uniforms."

Narrowing her eyes, Sia said, "You said you can deliver it tomorrow if we ask, yes? We want weapons."

Shaking her head, Celine said, "Out of the question."

"Materials," Sia continued, unperturbed.

"Finished? Or Unfinished?" Celine questioned.

"Finished, of course," Sia said with a smile.

Considering, Celine said, "We don't have that much of finished materials and we can't prepare enough for 200 uniforms in one day."

Pondering, Sia said, "Throw in the unfinished materials too."

Nodding, Celine was about to agree when Sia asked, "Would you be interested in an additional 100 uniforms?"

"300?" Celine gasped out.

"Yes," Sia said, as she grinned.

"But, I just told you that we don't have anything to exchange for that."

Leaning back, Sia rocked on her feet before she said, "We'll take all the hides you have."

Calculating rapidly, Celine looked at us with narrowed eyes before she raised a brow and looked at Sia piercingly.

Peacefully, Sia looked back and, for a long moment, the two girls stared at each other before Celine slowly nodded.

And phase 4 of "Fleece the Sheep" was done.

Strolling back to the Maidens, we quickly gave the signal, and the uniforms were delivered to Celine's stall as she gazed at us from across the clearing.

Ignoring her, we quickly loaded all the food, equipment, and crafting materials before heading back to the community.

As the clearing went out of sight, we turned to each other and let out a small cheer.

A cheer that died as Sia muttered, "I do hope we're right."

Nodding gravely, we looked back at the exchange clearing once more, before turning our gazes back to our community.

Plan 'Fleece the sheep' had ended.

And the sheep had been fleeced.

They just didn't know it yet.

Fleece the Sheep is done, and it's too bad they don't have much to work with. But still, fleecing is fleecing :P

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