The Ogre Strength Fairy and the Eldest 'Son'-Chapter 383 - I Claim This Land In The Name Of Qatrand! Oh, And Me Too, I Guess~

Chapter 383: Chapter 383 - I Claim This Land In The Name Of Qatrand! Oh, And Me Too, I Guess~

The stone forest formations that Elua remembered being in a certain part of the Astral Exclave had survived the realm’s expansion and the many millenia, though by the essence currents underground it sat much closer to the center than before - which was just as well for her purposes.

Weathered spires of calcareous rock jutted from the land all over, marked with veins of green and blue. Natural malachite and azurite formations that contained her much beloved copper... which was not the only reason she chose the spot. A truly massive basalt arch stood at one end of the stone forest.

Long ago, the structure had been Acid polished and carved with sigils that were now so old that most couldn’t decipher their meaning. She had been a little bored after stealing the realmshard from that Guild, but not quite ready to link it to a personal voidspace. So she’d left this grand marker here as an experiment.

’It’s all just meaningless graffiti, really. A made up language that does nothing but look like it should be doing something.’

From the center of the arch, the ’bridge’ like quality of it extended at a curve toward the ground’s abutments roughly a half a mile away on either side. The empty section of the old tube had formed a semicircle easily three hundred feet across.

A couple hundred feet of walking directly underneath the open empty area below the black rock was necessary to come out the other side, where some rather devastating geological incidents had sheared and collapsed the rest of the old lava flow. That whole side of the giant karst had developed such a massive sinkhole collapse that it took most of the ten mile long remainder of the impressive basaltic flood.

Now a cliff dove off immediately into a seventeen hundred feet drop - plenty enough to reach terminal velocity before crashing into the unsettlingly black-cobalt colored lake. A quarter mile round water feature which sat at the lowest point of the valley formed by the event.

Truly fertile region climbed directly back up in a slope toward the horizon with a landscape littered with the blackened rib bones of some primordial beast... or at least it seemed to look that way. The chunks of collapsed basalt rock had a linear uniformity along lateral slope edges that brought an imagery of such death to mind.

"This will do nicely."

"This place is terrifying. I want to go home as soon as possible."

"This butterfly following me has a sharp beak. How interesting."

Each of the three cultivators had a different reaction to the scenery.

Elua wandered back the other way toward the flat area between the arch and the numerous spires. After reaching a certain point she trailed her fingers over the ground as her spiritual sense lanced through it. Mapping the essence currents that were so much closer to the surface in an Exclave than on a real planet.

She sought perfect convergence points, places to form stable foundation anchors, and enough raw power flowing beneath to start fueling... well, anything she might want to build. And since she decided she would stay, she was going to make every moment have a worth that she could hand directly over to Qatrand er Yecine.

’Even to our children someday. But first...’

Sevra approached cautiously, still maintaining that distance she’d adopted since the historical reversal revelations. She’d tried a few more instances of stories along the walk and had gotten similar justifications and examples of how only knowing one side of a tale - even one between just two people - was not even half of the story.

"You’re planning for us to... stay here? For how long?"

Her voice carried forced calm when she spoke. They’d traveled for hours to get here already and now that they were just waiting around... she was starting to grow more panic about the idea of being stuck in this alien environment.

"Honestly? Long. Far less than you fear, but more than enough for both of us to feel antsy. Sevra, tell me seriously - do you think I would keep you here where you don’t want to be any longer than needed?"

The brunette stood and walked to the largest stone formation, pressing her palm against the ancient dolomite. Immediately analyzing its deep structure and the sigil work that had been carved throughout by her old self. The spring she recalled still bubbled deep inside, but had shifted enough that it would no longer fill the proper basin hidden past one false wall.

’A shame. Crystal-clear water that tasted of minerals and the possibility of simple needs being met would probably do the woman some good.’

"Honestly, I do. If you found a reason that I needed to stay here, you’d probably leave me and escape on your own."

"Brutal, but true. I guess the follow up question is... what reason would I have to leave you here?"

"I know too much."

A chuckle returned that made hairs stand up on the back of the scout’s neck. She was never going to get used to that noise!

"I’m sorry, little Astral Walker... but you honestly know nothing. And what you did know, you already kept so tightly to yourself it was laughable. With everything I’ve shown so far, I can see how you might think you have no value to me, but you’re wrong."

The brunette turned and leveled mint eyes on her. ’Sad’, ’pained’, and ’vulnerable’. The same emotions that rippled from her spirit and struck the two older bodied cultivators in the area.

"I need you to go back. As soon as I reasonably can arrange it. Because I’m not going home yet. And I need the person I love to know why - I need a messenger."

A small hand waved idly toward Madrigil, who had already stopped paying attention to the situation and was poking at a cluster of strangly spiraling blue azurite.

"That one over there has no intention of ever going back. So you see, you’re quite important. Because I don’t have to do anything drastic to get you to leave."

The heiress that had been standing across from the scout disappeared in her next blink as immense pressure was felt behind her. So much that she couldn’t turn around. That small percentage of facade had completely dropped as the force of a Breacher’s spirit ’caressed’ the scout. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"I only have to try and convince you I’m not as evil as you thought. So that you do what I require willingly. And I continue to have to do nothing... drastic."

In the following heartbeat all of that was gone and the silver dressed girl walked off in a new direction away from the shivering woman. It was not like Elua wanted to maneuver her by fear, but if Sevra was going to be afraid anyway... it seemed appropriate to lean into it until she became cured of it.

’Or until she snaps. That would be a shame, I suppose.’

"But first, we need proper shelter. A place for the three of us to stay. All of us can probably sleep on the ground without many worries, but geological structures like this form by rain."

"Are you planning some sort of construction project? The sigil work possibilities in a realm full of dense essence like this must be incredible."

"Well, you’re right. Some kind of construction. Yes, something like that."

Two arms were raised as she dramatically flourished both hands. Her illusion capabilities manifested at full strength. The air all around them shimmered and solidified as crystalline three-dimensional blueprints came to life.

Ideas she had in the hours of travel now materialized all around them, starting simple - a modest dwelling for the three of them built around the existing large spire. But as her ancient mind warmed to the task of forming the illusion at will, the design expanded.

Halls and chambers ’grew’ out. Cultivation rooms and workshops, gardens and defensive positions. Places for solitude and places for being together with her beloved. Living quarters designed for comfort and privacy.

All of it rendered in perfect, luminous transparent details that hung in the air like solidified starlight that the scout Sevra stumbled backward through before she calmed a bit.

’Well, not quite like starlight. But the stupid garden made me think of the Starbloom ceremony and making a patch of copper flowers that glow and chime. There are so many other important things to think about!’

"This is... your plan? "

She’d heard stories of the ancient cultivators reshaping entire landscapes for their own purposes, but seeing the casual ease with which Elua conjured such complexity...

’How many decades would this take? No... she put together the Coiled Serpent Guild branch in her city in a single night. Why am I surprised?’

"For now. I’ve only been thinking about it for a few hours, after all."

The brunette gestured and the massive illusion collapsed down into a much smaller form between the three of them. Madrigal was paying absolute attention now, as it zoomed in on specific sections. For he’d noticed that it was not just generic walls - but sigilscript already placed around absolutely everything.

In expert fashion, on the foundation and structural work. Ideas that would integrate with existing geology and areas that actually refined and redistributed the glut of essence this place held.

"I’m sure you’ve done your homework on what I did with the branch tower. This would be more... comprehensive. And starting with no materials and no proper Earth element user - though I’ll solve that easily enough with enough time invested."

The blueprint sprawled further as her brain added the gardens that would grow food for her family and perhaps any visiting disciples. Her thoughts turned toward her small little agricultural improvement plans back in the world they lived in.

’Well, my effects on that here won’t be so small. I’m no longer worried about the contamination of technological and sociological progressions. We’ll be eating quite well in a few weeks!’

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