The Wrong Hero

Chapter 80 - Death

It was a familiar sight, though most hadn't been there in months. Really, of all the places the right core could have been, Dante hadn't expected this. He couldn't remember what this core contained in the novels, but that was another piece of information that didn't really matter. If he was feeling whimsical about it, Dante would say something about going back to where it all began. The goddess did say that, incidentally.

Rabier territory. The manor on a plateau. A looming obelisk. Of course the core they needed was within the Tyrant Dragon Rex. The biggest issue was that it was situated at a manor in a town. Depending on its strength, it could be very damaging to the surrounding area. That was why they told the new-ish lord ahead of time. More accurately, they said they would break the seal, so the lord could either try to fight several powerful heroes or comply and evacuate the town for a short while. He chose the latter.

Of course...

"Brionac X!"

"Shooting Star Axe X!"

"Liberation Firestorm X!"

The giant dinosaur, which supposedly was sealed because the heroes of the past couldn't kill it, fell like it was made of wet cardboard. The fight took less than a minute. It took less than 10 seconds. The past heroes must not have shared power up methods, with the Shield's methods being hidden. It was the only explanation for the easy fight, and something Dante assumed from the books anyway since Fitoria had killed it with complete ease.

"Got it." Dante said, holding up the core.

"Good..." Motoyasu looked away as Dante came back over after absorbing the corpse.

His reaction wasn't strange. They were one step closer to unleashing a Guardian Beast. One step closer to killing millions of people. For someone like Motoyasu...it clearly wasn't something the man wanted to think about.

"I guess we're done here." Rifana said, looking at the single worst place on the manor's grounds.

"Yeah. I'll tell the governor and we'll be on our way." Dante offered.

It was just the three of them that took on the ancient monster. While others could have been brought in too, there was much to do. Much to prepare.

Just like Glass said, Ethnobalt came back a few hours after the Wave with the first group of people. Before then, Dante had to find a good place to put them. Melromarc and Siltvelt had territories of his, but each came with their own issues. It was the same issue, just from different points of view. Humans, gem people, spirits, and grass people (or elves, really) would be arriving. Both countries would have an issue with some of them and the large influx wouldn't help. So, he went with a sort of middle ground.

The meeting with Nelshen in Shieldfreeden didn't take long. There were a few places that would make good sites for a new town, but the Waves had pushed back any previous plans. In truth, the land belonged to Shieldfreeden mostly because they claimed it and weren't contested over it. If Dante was going to help set up a town with little cost to her and her people, who was she to argue?

Ethnobalt arrived in Othil and was able to get a good part of the way there before his skill came off cooldown. JoJo picked up a carriage form that would let him go to and from fairly quickly, so he was able to handle the rest. He swapped out with Lilith and Rifana for traveling to the Spirit Phoenix country. Bioplants for food were used in areas that wouldn't otherwise be good for farming, and large camping plants made decent temporary shelter for the otherworldly refugees. It wouldn't be a quick thing to build everything up, but the Territorial Reform ability Dante rarely used would help.

It was the day after the Wave in Othil when they went after the Dragon Emperor core they needed. There was a small hope they wouldn't need to use it, but they'd need the knowledge on how to break the level 100 cap. For that, Gaelion sent out a call to other Dragon Emperors for aid. It was different from the 'challenge' given off by Dante's Asylum spell over a month ago. For one, it had a more immediate effect for gathering strong dragons. Their responses were less than friendly, to say the least.