《City dungeon》18. Anger was the goal?
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Something in me just ticked out now. These damn goddesses think they can boss me around the way they like without giving me any clear orders and then visit me like they own the place! Enough is enough, I didn't know where this rage came from but I used it to get rid of the fear the two divine beings infused me with.
“What transgression? You yourself told me to protect your people and do my best to help them grow and that's exactly what I have been doing by choosing the strongest mages around and by the way, it would have been a jackass decision to only give one of them immortality, “ I had a run now and pointed to Tiria, “And you just threw me into this business with no clear orders or rules given and then come crying about how I made all the other gods come to you disturbing your holy rest, then painting a target on my back because you didn't want to create others like me. If any of these guys ordered his people to seize me, he or she can forget a place in my temple, that I can assure you of!”
Both of them looked completely shocked at me, their wrathful auras gone like the wind and stared at me like they had been knocked over by a truck. Alvera was the first to gather her senses again and I feared that I now would pay for my words when she just grinned and turned her head back to Tiria, saying, “Look here, the young core shows his fangs and grows a spine. I feared that you would be too soft and kind-hearted for this world and therefore didn't have enough aggression in you for bringing the hammer down on your foes.”
Ehm, what? I'm being screwed here by the ladies, right?
Tiria watched me with an amused and also a bit angered look, “So you like rules and orders? And I am guilty for not giving them to you? It has been some time since one of my creations went up against me. I will stop to put any further limits on you and just let you do what you like. The other gods will cry about it but I think I will enjoy the show of you trying to stand your ground against their forces. I will tell them that everyone of them who tries to seize your core will be banished from your temple, but will this also apply to the god's people?”
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My gaze hard as stone I answered, “Hell yes! Everyone who thinks to break my rules in MY CITY is banished from it together with his people. I don't need any of these guys here if they just want to disturb my peace.”
Both goddesses grinned now and gave each other a high five.
“Mission accomplished! This idiot Gammorren with his goblins and lizards will never get access to the city now, as we will take your words as a vow. I was bothered about them living in the same place like my elves. Bring your hammer down on them as hard as you're able to and use their bones to build your city, as I hate them with passion,” Alvera was quite agitated about the topic, but regarding the fact that so many elves had died by the goblins hands I would also be in her case, “Take this crystal for growing again. As I understood Tiria, you need some other kind now that you have reached level 10. This should be enough for you to level 5 times more and you should make use of it as fast as possible. Your new guardians should provide you with enough mana for it. I'm also interested how fast you can make them throw fireballs at their enemies, so do not disappoint me please. I did not create my people with good mana affinity for the goblins to kill them because the elves haven't had enough time for discovering some secrets about magic. I will leave you now and let Tiria take over from here. Heed my advice and do not let anybody push you around, even if it's a god. You are more powerful than you think. Just use your imagination and this wealth of memories you have from earth to change this planet.”
After her speech she winked at me and then a blinding light appeared again. When I could see again she was gone and Tiria sat on one of my chairs with the elves standing some meters away clouded together with open fear in their eyes. She pointed to a chair besides her and with a turn of her hand glasses filled with something looking like a Coke appeared on the table.
“Sit down and let's talk for a moment, Marcus,” I sat down and took a sip, immediately recognizing the wonderful taste of pure sugar running down my throat, “As Alvera said, you should be more aggressive with your actions if someone tries to hamper you. I was surprised that you just accepted everything I said without a word of anger. I won't do it again and to hell with the others always lamenting about this and that. Just remembering what a shitstorm hit me after I created my first dungeon core, gets my blood boiling. I won't give back your knowledge to you or give you the same powers like a dungeon core to create things out of pure mana, but you have the advantage of being sentient which is something that my dungeon cores have to work hard for. It takes normally hundreds of years before any of them can be called intelligent and that's a big advantage. My intelligent dungeons are the most powerful and dangerous creatures on any world I have spread them, but this world here isn't old enough that any of them has become old and powerful enough to pose a threat on the local life.”
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She leaned back and the chair changed like it was made from gelatine. She followed my gaze and smiled, “With enough training and studying you will be able to change matter the same way like a dungeon core but that's something in the far future as even the humans on earth haven't discovered how to do it,” She looked to my guests and gestured them to sit down at the table too. An additional chair rose from the ground and with some hesitation they took their place.
Tiria smiled politely and turned her gaze on Kalla, “Princess, I know that you will have some resentments against things Marcus will do but I can promise you, that he will do his best to guard his city and all of its inhabitants as long as they work together with and not against him, so I recommend that you remind the other elves to behave in the future and not make the mistake to treat my core as a kind of tool. He is in charge here and even if they are nobility all power originates from Marcus in this city and that's something that won't change as long as he's alive.” She looked to Galen and smirked a bit,” You and your wives will be Marcus heavy hitters for quite some time and I hope that you also understand that he is now your boss, not the princess over there. If anyone tries to order you around or Marcus, just hit him with the biggest cudgel around and imbue some humility into him or her. Oh, and if Marcus shows sign of being weak again, just remind him to be ruler and not a weak wimp. He's a little bit too kind-hearted and needs to man up a bit but I think that the coming fight will mature him more than anything else. Do you understand?”
Galen and his wives nodded serious and bowed their heads afterwards.
I was still in shock about the fact that the two goddesses just messed around with me to put me in the right place, “So this heavenly wrath and punishments were just means to make me angry?” I couldn't deny that I was still a bit furious about her.
“Oh yes, my dear. My creatures are beings of power and have to show the world that they will smash everything and anything standing in their way. You still can be polite and friendly but if someone shows any kind of bad behaviour just put him into place and leave a corpse behind. Do it two or three times and even the biggest dumbass out there will get the meaning, and if they forget about it, just repeat the procedure with some more victims. You have to build a legend around you, something that inspires awe and fear into your subjects and enemies alike.
And now I will teach you something about using your mana to change living things more precisely.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head in denial,” After watching your latest work with the tree and the vines, I was horrified that you just poured magic into them hoping for a good result. You could have destroyed the tree easily and only pure luck has stopped the disaster.”
I was quite proud of my work and now she said it was pure luck? That's humiliating.
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