Leveling up the World

Chapter 300: Vision Picnic

Everything seemed different, almost to the point that Dallion hadnt returned to the real world, but instead entered another realm. To some degree he knew that this was the world that he was supposed to bethe city was bustling with far more people than he had become used to, all the shops and stalls were there and full of goodsand still he couldnt be fully sure.

Every few minutes Dallion would stare at a person or try to climb a building wall, expecting to see awakened markers. When none appeared, he would relax for a short while, before the doubts returned, forcing him to repeat the experience.

Thats why you should have remained at the guildhall, Nil said. Its normal to be confused after your first big expedition. Itll be like that for a day or two. Dont worry, though. It gets better from then on.

Better from then on. Dallion understood the words, but was unable to grasp their meaning. Part of him was unable to tell whether this was part of the dream as well. Even the constant shoving and pushing in the crowded streets wasnt able to let that sink in.

Why was it flooded? Dallion kept asking himself. There were probably many reasons for that, but why had the Moons allowed it? Unless it was the only means through which they had destroyed the cracklings. Or maybe it wasnt cracklings that were the original targets, but the local inhabitants? Since the world had been filled with dryads, Dallion had still assumed that they were a calm and peaceful race with a deep communion with nature. As the armadil shield had recently told him, just because they were dryads, wasnt a reason to consider that all Earth basedor even localfantasies relating to them were true. There could have been, just as well, a war between the major cities in the hilt section of the world. All that had the foresight to flee had done so, though even they had been caught up in the way, or so the fragments of emotion in the plains suggested. It was quite possible that such or even more destructive weapons were used across the ocean to the point that the Moons had had enough. Or maybe the local inhabitants had used some weapon on the Eighth Moon and that was the result?

At one point, Dallion found himself in front of the Gremlins Timepiece. There were a number of people seated outside, even if it was still morning. The building seemed like a distant memory from the past.

For several minutes Dallion stood there, unwilling to enter. He would have stayed minutes more if Jiroh hadnt emerged carrying two trays of drinks.

Dal? The fury looked at him. You okay?

Sure. Dallion smiled, reminiscing about the time he had spent in the inn.

What are you doing here? Jiroh continued serving the drinks. Her multitasking ability was unparalleled. Thanks to his high perception, Dallion noticed that all the drinks she served seemed to float along the table the moment she let them go. Arent you supposed to be at the guild?

I was. The expeditions over.

One of the glasses trembled slightly, almost spilling.

Youre back from the expedition? There was concern and a note of sharpness in Jirohs voice. Wheres Eury?

Eury had to stay with March. Theyre"

Just hold on a moment, Jiroh interrupted. Stand there silently for a few seconds, okay?

Okay. Dallion found the request amusing.

Perfect.

Remaining perfectly still, Dallion watched how his friends served the tables, collecting a substantial amount of tips in the process. Inadvertently, Dallions mind wandered once more, thinking why he hadnt been getting such tips lately.

Lets go, Jiroh grabbed him by the hand.

Dallion didnt even notice when she had approached. One moment she was several steps a way and the next she was leading him into the building.

Thats it. Up the stairs to your room.

Youre floating, Dallion said as they went up. Youre floating things around you.

Thats right. You already know that.

Am I drunk? A wave of fatigue hit Dallion, making his body feel like lead. I dont remember drinking Maybe it was in the food?

The answer that came was unintelligible, as if someone was talking to Dallion through a water tank. It was impossible to determine whether they were questions or not.

Dallions vision became blurry. He opened his mouth to give a reply, but the words never came. The floorwithout warningrose up in an attempt to smack him in the nose. Moments later, everything was gone. There was no floor, no corridor, only a wooden table in the middle of a meadow.

Nil, any idea whats going on? Dallion asked.

There was no response. Dallion looked around. The place looked familiar. He had gone there several times as a child with his family. He couldnt remember how exactly he had spent his time there, but he had a feeling it hadnt been any fun.

Always a critic, the petrified dryad guardian said. Instead of focusing on problems all the time, why not focus on the positives for once.

Positives? Dallion asked. What positives are there?

Dont be like that, the second guardian said. Itll be fun. If you want, you can walk Lunas pet. Just dont feed it.

Why must I always walk it? Dallion crossed his arms.

A loud sound came from the air. The massive whale floated above everyones head, flapping as it did. Dallion could tell that it liked playing with him, even if he had only walked it once. For some reason, it liked him most animals liked him.

You dont have to, the third guardian said. It might be good for you. At least itll give you something to do until lunch. Unless you want to get back to doing your homework?

What homework? Dallion thought. There wasnt supposed to be any homework for the summer, and yet there always was.

You know, I was thinking of having a pool built in the backyard, the first guardian said. What do you think? I think I have a way of getting a discount.

We dont need a pool. The second guardian gave him a side glance. Dallion cant swim.

I can too! Dallion pouted.

He can, the first guardian continued. And if he cant, its time for him to learn. Hes not a child anymore. Every person his age should be able to swim.

I prefer having the yard

The yard is full of moles, the third guardian said. Vine cant take care of all of them. Putting in a swimming pool might be a better solution. Its not like we can call the exterminator now that Dallions gotten into a fight with him.

That felt like a low blow. Dallion hadnt started the feud, the exterminator said. Actually, he hadnt even said he was an exterminator when they first met, pretending to be just a friendly neighbor instead. There was no reason Dallion should feel guilty about the things hed said and done. If anything, he would have preferred if the exterminator just stopped coming about the house altogether.

Hey, the third guardian whispered. Dont feel bad. It isnt your fault. You did the right thing.

I know, Dallion replied.

Just try to look at things less seriously. Take it easy, especially when dealing with things beyond your control.

But if I take it easy all the time, how will I get anything gone?

Just because you take it easy doesnt mean you have to slack off. Keep a cool mind. Everything will fall in place on its own, eventually.

And dont fall back on your studies, the second guardian noted, pointing at Dallion. Your latest report card was well, it was an earful. Mister Adzorg told me youre falling behind in history. Thats not something Id like to hear.

Of course, it had to be Adzorg. Just because he was Dallions homeroom teacher, was no excuse for him calling Dallions family each time Dallion forgot about his homework. It wasnt like he was the only one doing it. Lots of his classmates knew nothing about history, they werent even interested in the subject.

Alright, Dallion looked down at the table. Ill study more.

Glad to hear that, dear boy, Adzord said across the table. I never had any doubt.

Of course you didnt, Dallion thought.

Just remember to always lock behind you and dont lose the key again like last time.

Key? Dallion wondered. What key? He turned to his left to ask the third guardian, but the dryad was no longer there. Confused, Dallion turned to the other side then he woke up. There was no park, or field, or table, Dallionstill in his clotheslay on his bed. His gear had been removed and carefully on the small table that Dallion was using as a bed stand. More unusual, or rather alarming, was that Aspan stood there.

Can you sit up? the cook asked.

Dallion was confused. Even so, he did his best to comply. It took more effort than he would have liked, but ultimately, he managed to lift himself in an upright position.

Here, Aspan handed him a cup of steaming liquid.

The vapors smelled like boiled oranges mixed with watermelon. Seeing no hostile emotions within the cook, Dallion took a sip. The liquid was warm, though not as hot as he feared. The taste was as he would expect it to beperfectly exotic. After a few more sips, he felt that much better, as if starting to recover from a phantom hangover.

Careful. Dont drink all of it at once.

Dallion nodded, still taking a few more small sips. After a few seconds, he stopped.

Thanks, he said, holding the cup with both hands. I feel like I was at a massive party last night. Problem was, I know I wasnt.

Soul confusion, the other explained. Its not only a way to describe us. I heard you experienced your first expedition?

Uh-huh. Dallion remembered there was something he was supposed to ask Aspan from back during the time the cook tried to take over the world. As much as he tried, though, Dallion couldnt remember the exact question.

It happens sometimes. Usually its rare, but youre a rare case as well. Can you see colors?

I think so. With the curtains drawn, it was difficult to tell. Yes. I think yes.

Its fine then. Just some minor trauma. Youll feel tired and confused for a few days. Itll come in waves, so I suggest you stay in bed at least for a day. After that well see how things are going and you can return to normal activities.

Now youre a doctor too?

Ive been a field surgeon, the cook replied with a smile. It was advantageous to know many skills.

Must be fun. Dallion handed back the cup half full. He no longer felt thirsty. Rather, he was starting to feel tired again. Thankfully this time it was the nice kind of tired.

Alright, Ill be back down. Dont worry about performances today, the others will handle it. Jiroh will bring your food for when you feel like youre in a condition to eat. Id advise you dont go to the kitchen until youre fully okay, but knowing you, I suspect youll be there sooner.

Most likely. Dallion cracked a smile. Aspan. Do you know of moons flooding world item realms?

Flooding? First time I hear about it. Thats no guarantee, tough. The Moons have lots of powers. If they want to flood a realm, they can do it easily.

So, nothing like this happened when you were trying to take over the world?

Nothing. Thats not saying there werent cases. Normally such a catastrophic event should affect the items shape.

The shape was fine. Dallion yawned. Perfect sword.

Thats weird. The Moons cant be ruled out, of course, but the only thing I can think of is magic involvement.

Not the Star?

The Star has a very specific behavior. Things would have been different if he was involved. The best bet is battle mages. Back in the day, those were the military powerhouses.

Battle mages That was what they were capable of, at least back at the time of the world item. The questions relating to them now were, given they had potential power to flood the realm, why had they, and also were they as powerful today as back then? With the festival nearing, Dallion wanted to know what to expect in the case of the mages arriving in the city, especially after a mage had given him a very specific warning.

It seemed that the expedition wasnt fully over.

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