For now, though, the most they could do was offer some light if the battle took place at night. If it happened in the day time, the most they could offer was some fire (and smoke) support. Remian was not about to ask Carrie or Buff to fight on the side of Frontier Town in the event of a Beast Wave. He’d worry about them getting attacked by the human defenders or worse, joining the other side.
Why did the Wilds attack Frontier Town anyway? There had to be a reason for Beast Waves and the like.
Ten years ago, there had been three towns on the Frontier, but one day there was an event referred to as a ‘Beast Tide’, a large scale version of the Beast Wave. As a result… only Frontier Town was left. There were many dead, and many more fled the Frontier, never to return. Many of the Circling Ravens were babies who were orphaned at that time.
If a Beast Tide rose again, the way it was now, Frontier Town would be finished. Already it could barely hang on against a Beast Wave. The gangs weren’t going to be much help. The next wave would mainly be up to the Iron Legion. Remian wanted to provide whatever support he could.
If the worst happened, if the Beast Wave broke through the defenses… the first thing place they’d destroy would be the town center. That included the church, the tool shop, and the inn. Sweeping straight onward, they’d hit the north side and that would be the end of the Circling Ravens. Rose wouldn’t last much longer, but she might just last longer than the east side. Remian wasn’t too confident that the Secret Waves Gang would be able to hold off a Beast Wave either. If it turned out to be a strong wave, even the Blood Claw might get wiped out, leaving Burning Steel the sole survivors in the ruins.
That likely outcome was probably why they, who had the most assets to lose and the most strength to offer, were not all that eager to help defend the town. The reverse was also true; the Circling Ravens, who had the least assets, were also the most likely to lose out if the worst happened and therefore the most willing to aid the defense of the town.
Actually, before even them, the church was the definite goner if the defenses were overrun. Thus Kairos and Rhema went all-out to help however they could. Even the Iron Legion could move their camp to the north desert edge where they were supposed to build the road. But the church couldn’t just pack up and move.
As to why Markus hadn’t moved the camp… it was because he intended to protect the town. Otherwise, what was the road even for? In order for his objective to have meaning, there had to be a place the road would lead to.
Very soon, his determination would be tested. From what Mandy said, Beast Waves would hit the town every other week. It had already been two weeks since the last Beast Wave. In other words, the next Wave was going to hit town any day now.
There were many things on the map which intrigued Remian, many places and resources that he itched to set missions for. There were ancient ruins and caves and unexplored areas, there were odd anomalies that Joshu hadn’t dared to investigate, and there were resources like Amaranth trees, metal ore deposits, sulfur and clay deposits, crystal lodes, precious medicinal herbs…
But there was no time for that. In view of the imminent Beast Wave, Remian had to prioritize.
Obviously, the highest priority went to Recruitment. The real Frontiersmen, the hunters and explorers, were his best bet. They were not with the gangs, they were brave, and they were capable; exactly the kind of people he needed. Whether it was for recon, or to gather resources at dangerous places, or to help protect the town, they needed more of such people.
The second highest would be nearby resources. Interestingly enough, the nearest special resources to town marked on Joshu’s map were at the Secret Chasm River, something about the fish. Considering the chasm, however, getting to them would be difficult to say the least. They would need to travel at least ten kilometers to the south to reach a point where the cliffs were less steep and they could climb down to the river. Tier 2 Wilds were all over that area.
Fish aside, they needed resources they could sell for good money, building materials, and materials for magic ink. While finding Glass Dandelion roots nearby was a Tier 1 mission, Kairos had had to buy Rainbow Jellyfish fluid from the Secret Waves Gang and hire a Blood Claw Slayer to collect Purple Beating Heart Wood sap last time. This difficulty in getting ingredients put a severe limit on Remian’s Inscribing, which meant less scrolls to sell and less they could use in any upcoming battles.
On top of that, Tier 2 magic ink was even harder to make. Other than Tier 2 Bone Powder, Glass Dandelions and Rainbow Jellyfish ink, they also had to collect Blue Ringed Mushrooms that grew on top of trees (Vigil’s specialty) and Blood Moss (at the mangrove far south-east of town where the forest met the river). The Blood Moss alone counted as a Tier 3 mission. Because of the price Kairos had to pay the gang Slayers for the harder materials, the Guild was only able to acquire a little ink for the Tier 2 bone marrow they’d been giving Kairos all this time. Already that ink had run out.
Now they had Tier 3 bones, and Remian was worried that the ingredients for Tier 3 magic ink was going to be even tougher to get.
What else could they gather that could help improve their combat strength? Coal and iron ore? They could sell those to Burning Steel, but it was easier and more profitable to hunt Wilds and sell the skins and meat. Soft Blood Rabbit fur fetched a good price. Remian was actually saving up the furs for when the airship arrived rather than sell them to the Burning Steel. He believed the airship would offer better prices. The airship should next stop by in two days. Charlie would arrive then, and it would be time to settle scores with Rose.
But would the Beast Wave wait until the airship arrived? There was no telling when it would hit.
“Joshu? I have a priority mission for you.” Remian told him.
“What’s that?” Joshu asked, a bit warily.
“Archery classes.” Remian spelled out. “Teach everyone who wants to learn.”
“We’re going to need more bows and a lot more arrows.” Joshu didn’t even blink. “The Burning Steel forge sells Tier 1 short bows at 50 Lir each. A bundle of twenty cheap arrows would cost 10 Lir.”
Remian winced. “Fine. Let’s get three bows and five bundles of those.”
They really didn’t have much money at the moment. Remian could offer rewards for missions simply because they had created a new currency out of Guild points; the Fire Ball wand, the half-built Guild Hal, even the Cave had become prizes on offer for points exchange.
But when it came to Lir… well… “Max? Could I borrow some money?”
But Max refused. “No need. I’ll buy some Tier 3 meat for the Legion and have the reimburse me later. They could use some fresh meat for dinner.”
“And I’m gonna be cooking it anyway!” Tim threw in from the side.
***
Archery classes started the next morning. Mindy gave up by lunch time, Remian and Mandy likewise didn’t seem to do very well, but Jane and Kavitha loved it.
“Wouldn’t you rather be learning magic?” Remian asked.
Jane shook her head. “No way. It’s too hard.”
Remian’s face fell.
Tim and George had an altogether different idea.
“You want to join the Legion?” Remian blinked.
“For training, yes.” Tim nodded. “I would rather use swords and spears than bows or magic.”
“Same.” George raised a hand in support.
From then on, Remian’s magic class only had Mandy and Mindy for students.
***
Joshu came back with bad news that evening.
“Three nearby Hunters’ homes are destroyed.” He said grimly. “One more was abandoned in a hurry. Koma and Ruth were packing to leave when I found them. They’re at the Frontier Inn for now, but they’ll come by tomorrow.”
“Is that all?” Remian joked half-heartedly.
Unfortunately, Joshu shook his head. “Actually, no. There’s bad news too.”
Wait. That wasn’t ‘bad news’ enough?! “What is it?”
“The Beast Wave is coming.” Joshu told him. “They’ll be here tonight.”
That started a scramble. “Everybody! Priority Mission! We need to help the Legion prepare defenses!”
This time, the defense doubled down on sharpened stakes. Rows upon rows of them were stuck into the ground facing outward, then sharpened on the other end. Bear-traps were scattered around in plain sight. During the day, they would be easy to see and avoid, but chances were that a horde of maddened Wilds in a headlong charge at night might very well run right into them.
Once again, ten ‘fighters’ from every gang was sent to aid the defense force, including one Slayer from each gang. Kage arrived with nine adults from the Circling Ravens, all garbed in black and masked. Ye’Tuo arrived with the Cruel Rose gangsters, armored in hard leather. A tall man wearing blue Finned Frost Frog armor appeared with nine men in light scale armor from the Secret Wave gang. Nine muscular warriors in chainmail armor arrived from the Burning Steel Gang, led by a Slayer wielding an oversized two-handed Red Steel greatsword. As for the Blood Claw gang, they only showed up at the last minute, garbed in heavy furs, armed with spears and axes, and all their faces painted.
Tonight, the Iron Legion matched their numbers and more. Markus, Max and the ten trainees were equipped in standard Legion splint mail armor, all bearing heavy shields, sets of short spears, and short swords.
Joshu acted as an advanced scout. While he was away keeping an eye on the Wave to give them all early warning, the Adventurers Guild were represented only by Remian, Mandy and five children. Their strongest fighters, being Wilds themselves, were left behind to ‘guard the home base’.
Kairos and Rhema arrived as the sun was setting. They took one look around, spoke briefly with Markus, who was again coordinating the defense, and very quickly went over to join Remian.
“Are you sure you should be bringing children to the fight?” Kairos asked, frowning.
“They’re just casting Light Orb spells from scrolls. They can do that much.” Remian explained. They were learning other ways of combat as well, but none of them were anywhere near ready just yet. “They also have Fire Bolt and Smoke scrolls just in case.”
“Wow. In that case… do you even need me here?” Kairos wondered. “I may as well go back and sleep.”
“We can focus on healing and tending the wounded.” Rhema poked him. “Don’t run away!”
A horn sounded in the distance.
“There’s Joshu’s signal. The Beast Wave is almost here.” Remian straightened. “Everyone ready?”
“NO!” chorused eight voices. (Remian: Kairos and Rhema too?!)
“Here they come!” Markus shouted. “Archers, fire at will!”
The battle began.
The wave of Wilds in front of them were three- or four-thick. There must have been at least sixty, maybe seventy of them. There seemed to be more of them this time than the last.A spread of arrows arched high in the fading sunset light.“What do you think Joshu is doing right now?” George asked Tim, seeing the maddened Wilds in front of them charge in spite of the arrows.“I think Joshu’s sitting in a tree.” Tim said in a sing-song chant. “S-H-O-O-TI-N-G!”The beasts roared. They crashed headlong into the sharpened stakes, ran right into the bear traps. Some of them faltered only to get bowled over and trampled by the beasts behind them.“Something’s wrong with these Wilds.” Remian observed to Mandy quietly. “I can’t imagine Carrie or Buff going berserk like that.”“And Vigil?”“Only if you took away a steaming hot barbecue skewer from in
Markus had his head in his hands. “Eighty dead.” That was the sum total of casualties when Kairos counted all the funerals requested by the five gangs. The Burning Steel gang, with the best equipment in town, suffered only eight losses. The Secret Waves and the Circling Ravens suffered much worse, each losing two dozen. Either of their losses were as much as the Cruel Rose’s and Blood Claw’s combined. “It could have been worse.” Max mentioned. “At least our trainees survived. They might have lost a few limbs, but they’re all alive.” “They’re saying it’s our fault.” Markus said grimly. “Since I was the coordinator.” “Hey, I remember you giving orders. The only ones who followed them were us, the Legion. Everybody else didn’t, and the Wilds broke through their stations, not ours.” Remian groaned and shifted on the bed. They were sitting at his bedside, in one of the rooms of the Open Frontier Inn. For lack of a better place to be, the Iron Legion had ended up staying the night at
Around sunset yesterday, while the defenders were preparing to fend off the Beast Wave, an elderly skinny man crept into the new headquarters of the Cruel Rose gang. “Mr. Simmons!” Cruel Rose greeted him as a guest. “You came at last!” “Yes, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!” Mr. Simmons smiled, a creepy, toothy grin. “I wanted to come earlier, but I had to wait until everyone was busy with the Beast Wave. I certainly don’t want Kage to barge in on me when I take Mandy’s first time! You have kept her for me, haven’t you?” “Um… about that…” Rose flinched. “You HAVE kept her for me, haven’t you?!” Simmons glared. “We had a deal! How could you offer her to someone else?! You…” “Watch your tongue, Simmons!” Rose snarled. “I offered her to no one!” “She gave herself away before you could get to her?” Simmons stared. “I can’t believe it.” “That’s… I don’t know either.” Rose hesitated. “What are you talking abo
“Mindy…!” Mandy gasped. “No… this…” “It’s fine. I’ll take full responsibility for it.” Remian told her, stepping forward. He crouched down and put both arms around Mindy. He hugged her tightly. “Let go, Mindy. Let it go.” “Isabelle… Jamie… Siti… Juni… Loh… Karen…” Mindy didn’t let go of the knife. She shivered uncontrollably. “Gary… Tamera… everyone… everyone…!” “Let go.” Remian pulled at her hands, trying to wrest them from the knife. Then, Mindy froze. Her shaking stopped. She stared at her hands, at the knife. “I… I killed…” “Let go.” Remian tugged her away. Her hands were still stuck on the knife; the knife came away from the body; Simmons’ corpse tilted over and collapsed in a heap on the floor. “I killed him…!” Mindy whispered, her voice suddenly turning to horror. She dropped the knife. “I killed him!” “No! He’s still alive!” George was there suddenly. He grabbed the knife, and stabbed it into Simmons’ body viciously. “T
Joshu came back with his first successful Recruitment at breakfast the next day. “This is Xia.” He introduced a tanned, tall, round-faced huntress. “Hi.” Xia said one word. That was all. “She’s agreed to join up.” Joshu added on her behalf. Xia bobbed her head once. That was all. “Welcome aboard, Xia!” Mandy greeted her. “Please read the charter, and the registration form, and if everything checks out, you can sign here…” Xia signed the form immediately. She didn’t even glance at the charter or the form itself. “Uh… okay…” Mandy cleared her throat. “Come have breakfast before you start doing any jobs.” Xia straightaway took up a bowl of oat porridge and started gobbling as if she hadn’t eaten for days. Remian began to wonder if that was really the main reason why she signed on so urgently… “Can we count on her?” he asked Joshu. “I believe so. She doesn’t speak much, but she’s a serious girl.” Joshu said.
It began with fire. Cruel Rose was enjoying herself at the time. Her closest enemies were destroyed. The north side was hers, at last. Madam Sara, the leader of the Ravens was bound to a pillar in the middle of the dining hall, gagged with both legs broken. Wrapped around her broken legs was the dead body of the Ravens’ Slayer, Donny. Unable to fight, unable to flee, unable even to curse, taunted by Rose and her lieutenants on every side, all Madam Sara could do was glare at them through reddened eyes. But all of a sudden, shouts interrupted the revelry. “Fire! We’re on fire!!” Who dared disturb the festivities?! The boss and her top lackeys were in the middle of celebrating the destruction of the Circling Ravens and the complete domination of the north side! A man burst in. “Boss! We’re on fire!” “Did someone mess around with the book again?!” Rose demanded crossly, irked at being disturbed in her moment of gloat-worthy triumph. “Where is it?
Remian called him aside the next morning. “George, I was rather impressed with the way you stepped up for Mindy back then. Tell me, what do you plan to do in the long-term?” “You mean, what I want to be when I grow up?” George shook his head. “Nothing much. I just want to have my own farm and have enough food for everybody.” Remian nodded. “So why wait? You don’t have to wait until you grow up for that. Let’s do it.” “Really?” George blinked. “When?” He expected Remian to talk about five years or ten years ahead, but what he said was, “Today.” “Seriously?” “Right now.” Remian marked out a huge (or at least, it seemed huge to George) plot of land with fire. “From here to here, plant food crops. On this side, you can raise Glass Dandelions. Further out, we need Purple Heartbeat Trees and Blue Ring Mushrooms. Also, we should dig a large pond to raise Rainbow Jellyfish.” “You want to farm the ingredients for Tier 1 and Tier
Carrie arrived with no less than twenty wolfcats; eight Tier 3 adults, five Tier 2 half-grown wolfcats, and seven Tier 1 cubs. To be clear, these wolfcats were not joining the Guild; they were willing to dig and guard in exchange for cooked food, but they were not willing to join forces with humans or help defend the town when the Beast Wave came. They were there to watch Carrie or something. Remian wasn’t too clear on that, and Carrie didn’t elaborate, but basically they would be willing to work for her, but not for him. Also, they wanted a territory where they could live in peace. “Fine! We’ll take whatever we can get.” Remian looked about. “Maybe we can build them some kennels or something on George’s Farm.” [Or we can hunt the nearby Chief Blood Rabbit and take his burrow.] Carrie added. “Or that.” Remian agreed. “That sounds like a better idea. I’m actually quite impressed that so many of them are willing to follow you. I thought Wilds hated humans in ge