The Petite Dungeon Explorer 64 The War Room

Guards are posted all along the upper part of the wall, there were some guards that are posted centuries, and then other patrolling around the uppermost part of the wall.

The mood emanating from the city was somber, the gate was lifted for us to head through. It has heavy metal plating that's raised first and then afterward the wood doors are open for it. It reminded me of a medieval city; it seems like they didn't have any magical protection along the outside of the door, either.

That was a bad move.

The city was far from advanced like the city that my family had constructed. But it was still built to a decent standard. I was thankful that they at least had the metal covering before the wooden gate.

With the h.o.a.rd of goblin that would no doubt descend onto this city, it would at least hold them for a bit. The double layers of protection were better than nothing. Everything that could be mustered should be prepared for the doom that was about to befall this city.

It was bound to be quite an attack. I'd already run into more than simple goblins. With the fact that I'd encountered Mages and Healers being an indication, it was safe to a.s.sume that something strong was lurking in wait to devour these people.

If the city was unlucky then there are also going to probably be ogres and hobgoblins, a troll or two to top it off too.

What a mess this was…

Now I'm bound as an adventurer to Theodora, not only that but the current system that was navigating me was pushing me towards the battle. It wasn't exactly my choice, but rather, it was the choice of the temple. It was the one that was leading.

The best thing that I could do at the moment was to do the best job at whatever was thrown at me. I wasn't just a dumb muscle head; I could outsmart this d.a.m.n trail!

With the guards quickly waving us through the gate, we reach the inner part of the city. Now inside the city, the mood had become even darker. Climbing out of the carriage, I land on the stone ground and find a large number of guards and solider are patrolling the gate.

Looking past the makeshift barracks and stations that had been constructed, I found a huge statue resting in the center of the thruway.

It was carved completely out of stone. A giant woman, that had flowing hair that falls around her face. Giant wings that sprout out of her back that are pointed outwards. Almost as if they are encasing you in her expanse. Her face the portrait of calm and serene, was facing upwards as if looking towards the heavens. In her hand, she's holding a beautifully crafted staff that has an ornate bell on it.

A feeling of peace radiated from the statue as if she was alive.

This had to be the G.o.ddess of White that Theodora was talking about earlier. The area around the statue was clear of almost everything. The building and even the barracks didn't come closer to. Nothing cast a shadow over the statue.

A few people are on the ground in front of the statue, it seems that they were praying to her. It seems that they believed their prayers would be heard by this G.o.ddess, and she would grant me a chance to survive.

I felt bad for them, I would do my best to keep them alive, but that didn't mean that they were meant to survive this trial. It is safe to a.s.sume if the goblins breached the gate, that most everyone would perish.

Women, children, and the elderly are the one that are prostrating themselves in front of it. A few of the children would look around every now and then, it seems like they didn't completely understand the situation that they found themselves within.

Twisting the scissors in my hand, I place them down on the ground and they make a small splintering crack in the stone ground.

"That's the G.o.ddess of White," Theodora says.

Glancing to my left, I find her standing there looking towards the few people surrounding the statue prostrated in prayer.

"They're praying to her in hopes that help will arrive."

She wasn't dressed in her armor any longer, she'd take it off and instead donned a simpler outfit. A pair of leather pants huge her body, and I find her to be quite a curvy and beautiful woman with all the armor stripped off of her.

A loose white fitting shirt with ta.s.sels on in the front are tied to close the gap to hide her chest. But they don't manage to hide her ample breast. At her waist, she had a small sword that's strapped to it. Her hair pulled up into a ponytail and her face was set in a rather grime line.

"Shall we head forward? I sent the other's off to rest and the injured to the medics. The supplies are delivered but I still had other business to attend to," she says.

Shouldn't she also be taking a break or even seeking medical help? She'd gotten injured a bit, but she didn't seem like the one to let that stop her either.

Her endurance was amazing, she'd cleaned all trace of the muck that had been on her face. But the dark black bags underneath of her eyes didn't escape my notice. It wasn't a farfetched notion that she might collapse due to overwork.

"Shouldn't you rest, as well?"

"I don't have that luxury. I must report back to my father," she says firmly.

Looks like there's nothing that I can do to change her mind. She was going to be stubborn about it. I'd make sure to follow her and keep my end of the deal.

"Okay."

"Follow me!" She takes off walking in a brisk stride. I quickly follow her.

We quickly make our way past the statue and she gives it a glance but quickly presses forward. Some of the children that are looking around catch sight of us. They all stare at me, and I smile back at them. They quickly duck their heads in fear.

Ah… I'd have to be extra careful here. Vampires aren't run of the mill creatures that are seen in towns. Most would a.s.sociate me with the Black G.o.d and not the White G.o.ddess.

After we pa.s.s by the statue, the building began to get closer together. They became more cl.u.s.tered together and larger. It seems that we had arrived at the residential area. Even though it was the residential area, I didn't see any people.

It was like a complete ghost town. There weren't even children running around and playing. Nothing, it was silent.

The few people that are out are walking and rather quickly. Their heads are ducked, and they don't make eye contact with us.

I caught a look at one of their face and it was devoid of emotion. It was like all the life had been sapped out of them, it was the same for the feeling in the city.

Theodora didn't let it get to her as she quickly headed along to her destination. After we reached the end of the residential area, I began to see some shops and some storefronts, but they were almost all closed. No one was moving about that much in this area either.

After that, a huge square opened up, but it was completely empty, there was a fountain in the middle of the square, that had a weak stream of water coming out of it. But that was it.

I imagine that this area was normally quite lively and full of people. But not anymore...

After we pa.s.sed through that area, we came to a part of the city that still seems to have some life to it. People are still walking around, however, they were carrying great big bundles of items.

Not only that but the buildings are huge and designed out of marble and brick in this area. It appeared that we'd entered into the richer part of town.

Soon we came to a building that was completely made out of marble. It had a fair number of soldiers that are posted outside and along the width of the steps. People were walking all around the buildings, and some came and went from the building with folders in their hands.

The closer we got the more I noticed the strained and stern expressions on the guard's face. It seems that they were also feeling the anxiety of the situation that they found themselves within. The moral was quite low.

"Lady Theodora," a voice calls out as we near the guards that are around the steps of the building.

Looking up, I find a thin-looking man appear that has a head of white hair and a white mustache. Everything about him was neat, his hair was even tied back with a baby blue bow at the back of his skull.

He was dressed in a simple butler's outfit. He quickly walks down the stair and approaches us. The guard noticing Theodora straighten their back and give a small nod in her direction.

They give me a wary glance, but I don't pay any attention to that at all.

"My Ladyship," the white-haired man says with a deep bow.

"Thorn," she replies.

"Your Ladyship, your father wishes to see you immediately. He wants a report of the situation outside," the butler, Thorn tells her.

"Very well, I came to report just that! Lead the way," she gestures.

"Of course, your Ladyship. What about this child?" Thorn ask while looking at me with clear apathy.

He had brilliant blue eyes that are sharp like they are inspecting every inch of my person. I raise an eyebrow and stare him down with a sharp eye as well.

It would seem he might not like me.

"She's coming with me," she states simply.

Looking at me once more, he removes his eyes and bows to her. "As you wish, my Ladyship," he complies. Turning he begins to walk forward, and Theodora follows after him. I follow her and we quickly climbed the stairs.

Arriving inside the building, it became a fortress. At the moment the interior reminded me of a war movie from my past life. A myriad of people are running to and fro. The volume in the room was almost deafening. Papers are spread out all along width of the tables that have been set up.

The noise was like a roar, it kept getting louder and louder. It felt like I'd entered into a war command center.

But that didn't seem to stop Theodora or Thorn. He quickly began to lead Theodora, and me past all the tables and people. Without breaking a heartbeat, we quickly head towards the staircase and make our way upwards.

The air throughout the building was with tensions and unspoken fears. It was like a pulsating heartbeat that was singing to the tune of fear.

"It seems like there are more preparations being made then you let onto," I comment.

Theodora visible stiffens and I know that I hit a nerve. She had not been honest with me from the beginning. But it seems it wasn't a doubt that the goblins would attack. But more of a question of when they would attack and with how many.

"I didn't tell you the whole truth, but if I did! Who would be willing to walk into their coffin?" She asks me.

She didn't turn to look at me, but I could tell that she was nervous about my response. But that didn't matter to me, her doubt, or her even lying to me about the situation… none of it mattered. I had only one goal, and that was to slay all the goblins and complete any tasks that are thrown my way.

I'd win.

"Lead the way," I state simply.

Her back that was stiff with worry and fear began to loosen.

"Thank you," she says soft enough for only me to hear.

[Affection with Theodora has been raised from 10% to 30%. She's starting to warm up to you. The more her affection is raised the more she will trust you with information. Not only that but she will be more willing to hear your suggestions!]

Well, that was convenient. It seems that this was completely like a video from my past life. If I remembered correctly this world was similar to a videogame, the G.o.d of Life had been the one to tell me that.

It made sense that the Fate Temple would mimic a game, the better one completed the game the more skills and insight would be needed. This was the perfect way to decide a cla.s.s for someone.

There might be a hidden reward if I'm lucky and complete everything perfectly.

After climbing the stair and walking down a long hallway we reached our destination. The door that we'd arrived at had the crest on it. The crest was of two eagles that are fighting each other. Two handles curved out from the door.

Without any hesitation, Thorn quickly grasps the handles of the door and pushes the door open.

A strong pressure burst out from the room and slams into my face. There were four people sitting in the room, that I could see from my vantage point from behind Theodora.

Three of them are seated on the couch.

A woman sat on one couch that was closet to me. A cup of tea was held gently between her fingers and a huge wide-brimmed witches hat on her head. A skimpy dress that cut dangerously low around her breast. They are almost falling out of her dress. Long green hair pours out from her hat, her face is completely obstructed from my view, however.

Sitting opposite of her is two men, one of the men looks like a standard military man. His back is ramrod straight and his posture is impeccable. A stern expression makes his strong features even stronger. His hair was a light blonde and shaved accordingly to match his military appearance.

A cup of tea sits untouched in front of him. His clothing choice was that of a military outfit and it was clean and tidy without a wrinkle in sight.

The other man sitting next to him was slopping and had an untidy appearance. His hair was s.h.a.ggy and a deep brown, that covers his eyes slightly. In his hand, he had a bottle of alcohol and looked to be in a half-drunken stupor.

But something about him felt just as intimidating as the military man.

The final person was a man that was sitting at a desk with his hand firmly locked together at the desk. His face was the sternest out of the lot of them. He gave off an unbearable amount of pressure as if he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulder.

His hair was a warm brown and his eyes are violet the same as Theodora. He had a bit of stubble growing on his handsome jawline.

Theodora quickly steps into the room and I follow behind her.

[You've entered into the War Room!]