The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 535

Chapter 535 Council Planning

The conversation between Overlord Leafa and the Oracle quickly spread through the ranks of the Council members, who had been spread through the region all morning, frequently crossing paths.

Many of them agreed with Leafa's assessment. If they had been somehow marked by the opening of the Dungeon, it was better that they just go away and take the troubles to someone else. The Mountain Giants, for example.

However, there was another thought on the matter, shared by Sslyth of the Naga and Tink, the Faerie Overlord.

"What if we take him back to where he started. Tell him to stay next to the Dungeon until the incidents calm? Then we would be able to prove if they were centred on him or just expanding in a shockwave pattern away from the dungeon.

This last incident suggests that they are not all going to be milder aftershocks of the event, so controlling the location seems like the best option." Tink explained.

"And what would a bunch of rural farmers out in the western lands do about Royal and Monarch Ranked monsters appearing in their area?" Council Head Arnold asked.

His trolls were the predominant people in the region, and he didn't want them obliterated.

"The same thing that my Minotaurs did. They can call for help." Morrisa grumbled.

They had all been in the field for the morning, going from hotspot to hotspot, rescuing who they could. Now, the magic users in the Fortress were too exhausted to open another portal, and they had all had to make their own way back to the fortress, or to the city of Mitford.

That was where Overlord Thrax, the Chimera, and Sslyth the Naga were right now. They had been too far off on their last deployment to return to the Fortress, so they went to get a start on clearing out the devastated city and helping get the fires put out.

Both of them had water magic, though Thrax couldn't do much more than make it rain.

In this case, that was precisely what they needed. A good rainfall would put out many of the lingering fires, started when lamps and fireplaces were knocked over by Giant Boars rampaging in the city.

"Do we have any word on how much of Mitford is still standing?" Arnold asked, while slumping down into one of the padded chairs of the council room.

"The Temple still stands. Mitford had a combined temple, an ancient one where our people could go to worship freely, with statues of most known gods present.

That served as a disaster shelter for the people, and the guard gathered there, along with the clerics, who used their magic to support the people willing to fight.

So, that building still stands, and most of the governor's mansion still stands, though the town's governor is dead. He was found beside the bodies of a pair of Monarch Rank Cyclops, an apparent mutual destruction." The Oracle explained.

The Troll sighed and shook his head. "No wonder it went so poorly for them. With the Governor under attack the moment the battle started, there was no time for him to relieve anywhere else.

I will call the advisors to start on a plan to repair the farms, send out aid and collect casualty numbers.

Were there any areas in the fighting that took light enough damage that we might be able to stage soldiers there for the relief effort? I would like to set a temporary portal circle, to be kept open to move supplies."

The Oracle's eyes went white, and he frowned at the vision.