Novel Full Chapter 520: They are building Unity.
Chapter 520: They are building Unity.
The snow had grown heavier by the time Kael and Lavinia returned to their quarters. The day was turning into night, visibility was dropping, and everything was… covered in a thick curtain of white.
Every sound in the streets had died down, and the only thing that moved now were the restless winds brushing across the walls of the streets.
Neither of them spoke; they just held each other’s hand as they walked into their home. Everything that was discussed in the Council was still fresh in their minds, and they had just returned after providing the food to the Elderlies.
Finally, the two of them sighed, exhausted from the long day. Even today, they couldn’t train as much as they would have liked to—this was already the third day this week—but of course, both of them knew that the situation in the Heights was currently serious.
Drakthar was making a move, and he already had a strong force that was now actively trying to hunt them—
Right now, skipping a few days of training was the least of their worries.
Thinking about all this, Lavinia sighed again as she removed her cloak in one graceful movement. Kael did the same, folding and putting his new cloak aside, and then—
“What did you find out?”
He asked as he turned toward a random direction,
looking at no one in particular.
There was no one there.
No movement.
No sound.
Nothing.
Anyone seeing this from outside would think Kael had either lost his mind or was talking to Lavinia, but then—
The air in the direction Kael was looking at trembled. A faint amber light gathered above the floor, twisting and swirling until it began to take shape. Small, delicate wings appeared first, followed by a soft white body and glowing amber eyes that seemed to hold infinity inside them.
“Father!”
Cirri, who had just turned into her physical form, called out as she jumped forward into Kael’s arms without any hesitation.
This action alone placed a smile on Kael’s face. Yes, he had too many things to deal with, too many people he… needed to convince, be it through logic or… through force.
But at the end of the day, when his daughter hugged him like this, his mind that seemed… overwhelmed by all his thoughts and worries, he…
He smiled and forgot about it all, even if it was momentary… momentarily.
“I missed you.”
Kael spoke calmly, gently hugging her and patting her body.
Cirri snuggled close; she still didn’t answer her father’s initial question. She was too busy enjoying her father’s embrace to think about those matters right now.
Kael didn’t push her either; he too wanted a moment of silence, even if it was temporary.
Lavinia didn’t say anything either; she too was busy with her spirits that had returned with big smiles on their faces, especially Bloom and Cyra, who had begun to open up to her and no longer wished to leave her.
After both Kael and Lavinia spent a few minutes with these adorable creatures who had surrounded them—
“Now tell me, what did you find?”
Kael asked with a serious look on his face.
At once, Cirri’s playfulness faded. She pushed herself upright on his arm, her wings folded neatly against her back as her adorable face grew serious.
“I went north first,”
She began in a calm tone.
“I flew past the frozen ridge and into the valley beyond. The winds there were rough, but manageable. The strange part wasn’t the weather — it was the movement below.”
“What kind of movement?”
Lavinia asked with a frown.
“Stormcallers.”
Cirri muttered, and both Kael and Lavinia frowned at those words.
“They were… organized.”
The Primordial Sky Dragon commented.
“They didn’t look like a tribe. They are moving in groups of six, sometimes even eight at a time, and are in formation every single time. Every member is walking in an even pace with strategy in his mind.”
“In formation…?”
Kael’s frown deepened.
Rarely any tribe used formations. Sure, they had their own ways of fighting in groups, but formations were not one of them. Their teamwork wasn’t particularly strong either—Kael had seen it in his battle against the Stonefangs.
Even when they outnumbered him and Lavinia to such an overwhelming extent, they weren’t able to do much compared to what the Sky Kingdom soldiers did.
The difference in the quality of soldier and the training they had gone through was quite clear to them.
And this was the Stonefangs—the tribe known for their strength and fighting capabilities.
“When did Stormcallers learn formations…?”
Lavinia asked with a frown. From the Velmourn records she read, the Stormcallers shouldn’t know anything close to formations. Even their battles were mostly them jumping on their enemies together; there were times they even hit their own because it was too crowded.
They had next to no knowledge of teamwork.
How did a group like this… change so much?
“Listen first.”
Cirri spoke as she looked at Lavinia.
Lavinia nodded and the Primordial Sky Dragon continued,
“The Stormcallers aren’t… ’wild’ anymore. They’re following formations. And they aren’t patrolling to defend—they’re patrolling to… guard.”
“To guard what?”
Kael asked.
Cirri’s eyes glowed faintly as she waved one of her tiny paws, and suddenly, strange clouds appeared beside her before taking… shape.
It was a valley of ice, dotted with hundreds of tents, bonfires, and… even wagons.
Kael and Lavinia blinked at what they were seeing, and Cirri—
“This.”
Cirri answered, looking at Kael.
“It’s a camp. Besides Stormcallers, there are two more tribes with them, and they are all in here.”
“And… they aren’t killing each other…?”
Lavinia’s brows furrowed.
“They are not.”
Cirri shook her head, her amber eyes flickering with a solemn light.
“There are some fights between the three tribes, but the moment a Stormcaller manager appears, the fight is sorted.
Even if these people cannot understand each other, just the presence of the Stormcaller was more than enough to stop the other tribes.”
“Is that so…”
Lavinia muttered. Kael nodded too. They could already see what was happening, but even then, they let Cirri continue.
After all, before they said anything to the Council, they needed to be sure of the matter themselves. The more information they had, the better.
Cirri understood it as well, so the Primordial Sky Dragon continued—
“They’re not fighting anymore. They eat together, and… they even train together.”
“Train… together?”
Kael raised his eyebrows.
“Yes.”
Cirri nodded, knowing exactly what her Father was thinking. Then suddenly, she waved her paw closer and the cloud began to shift.
A few tiny silhouettes appeared—shorter than the tribesmen, wearing long coats.
“There were others there.”
Cirri continued.
“People who didn’t look like they were part of any tribes. I once read documents Lavinia usually read because I was bored. These people do not match any of the tribes I know. They don’t dress like mountain people.”
“What were they doing?”
Kael leaned forward slightly.
“They were… teaching.”
Cirri answered.
“I saw them standing in front of Stormcaller warriors, showing them how to use Artifacts.”
“Artifacts…?”
A solemn look appeared on Kael’s face when he heard that.
His last memory with… Artifacts wasn’t… the happiest.
It wouldn’t be wrong to say that he wasn’t very fond of them.
And to think… the tribe that, according to their documents and common information, shouldn’t even have food to fill their people’s bellies, now somehow have… artifacts that even the strongest tribes in the Heights do not possess?
Even the Velmourns, who could be called the closest to “non-mountain” people, barely had three different Artifacts that they used.
And now…
The Stormcallers somehow got their hands on them…?
This alone should be more than enough to prove that Stormcallers were getting outside help, but again, the two let Cirri continue because it was clear she wasn’t done.
“Yes.
Some kind of rods that spark when they touch metal, boxes that open and close with light, even round stones that float when activated.
These people were teaching the Stormcallers how to use this and they were learning quite fast, almost as if they had done it before.”
“And what about these outsiders?”
Lavinia asked.
“Did you notice anything strange about them?”
“They acted like commanders,”
Cirri said.
“But they didn’t shout or fight.
They just… observed.
Wrote things down. Measured things. Their eyes glowed sometimes—as if noting something I couldn’t understand.”
“What about language issues? Were there Translators?”
“Many.”
The Dragon nodded.
“At least fifty. They sat together with the outsiders and repeated everything the Stormcallers said, and also commanded other tribes.
It was a complete operation, with commands given constantly, though I did not understand what these commands were since I didn’t know the language.
I did pick up a few words, but I would need three days to completely learn all their languages and sort them out.”
Cirri answered.
“There is no need for that.”
Kael shook his head.
Cirri didn’t have to do this. It was only a matter of time before Imperia’s Ants reached there. Once it happened, then according to Imperia, learning their language wouldn’t be an issue since she could easily gather all the words her Ants heard in her head, sort them out, and learn all the languages being used there in an hour.
What was more important, however, was that—
“They are building Unity.”
Lavinia spoke with a troubled look on her face.