SCT-Novel Chapter 70 - No Problem At All
Chapter 70 - No Problem At All
Chapter 70 - No Problem At All“It strikes me as odd that you would trust human security, with your dislike of the newcomers,” I said. I glanced up at one of the humans walking beside a trundling cart. They gave no indication of having heard me. All of them were between level 25 and 30 according to the System, except for the leader, who was all the way up at 35. I wondered what had triggered the ability to be able to see that high a level now. When I’d been able to see the croc levels it was because we’d defeated the stone sloth alpha. But neither Rotte nor Hrott had been higher level. Was it because we’d defeated the javeline as an organization? Because I’d invented guns? Or was it simply at the System’s discretion?
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The artifice on the back of the clifford beside me twisted, though it had no eyes that I could see. I wasn’t sure how creatures of smokeless fire interpreted visual animation, but clearly they could. “
“It would have to be, to willingly ascend and stay in a village of carnivorous goblins,” I said. “Why don’t they speak?”
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“That’s barbaric!” I said.
“” asked Taquoho. “.”
“They do it to themselves?”
“.”
So those brass masks were hiding mutilated-mouthed life-long warriors. Even if I could get a word out of them, they were probably too loyal to the Ifrit to learn anything useful.
We reached the bottom of the bluff and Taquoho stretched his legs to their full extent. “”
“Stationary defenses,” I said. “We recently finished our war with the javeline. They attacked our livestock. It was the last time they’ll attack us.”
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“I’d like to think so, too,” I said, sliding down off the clifford. “We have a freight elevator cleared to bring your wagons up.
“,” said Taquoho. “”
The walking wagons moved to the base of the bluff and put their spiked legs up, slowly transitioning to a vertical climb. Their security hooked small brass loops onto the sides of the wagons and allowed themselves to be lifted. The smaller spider-bot Ifrit shifted to the front of the cargo as the orientation shifted.
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I grunted. “Huh. That’s a lot of power in those walkers. Is it Ifrit moving them or are they getting energy from some other method?”
I moved over to the freight elevator with Taquoho and my goblin guards. A goblin counterweight of a half-dozen furry blue menaces descended, pulling us up level with the walkers. They had a drum built into the back of each one.
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“Clockwork, then. Is that how yours works, too?”o talk to if you need any kind of facilities managed or constructed.”
“,” said Taquoho. “”
I grinned. “What can I say? We’ve been busy.”
Taquoho tried to keep his excitement under wraps, but apparently Ifrit get the tippy-taps and it wasn’t exactly subtle. “”
“I thought you’d never ask,” I said. “We’ll get your people and gear situated soon enough. I—” I stopped as a group of shouts drew my attention to a building that had slumped over. It fell in on itself as a handful of builders scattered for cover.
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I caught some of the paladins exchanging what I imagine were nervous glances underneath those masks.
“Not there, obviously. Someplace still standing. Shall we, Taquoho?”