Chapter 193: There’s a new Chieftain in town.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake walked out of the hutmenting his inability to say no after being pressured by Natto’s reasoning. Just like he had found the need for people in the tutorial despite being one of the strongest participants. He couldn’t be everywhere at once.
<span style="font-weight:400">Exiting the tent, he sighed and looked around, seeing a slightly confused Sarah. And then more expected gasps, scowls, and threatening gazes from the other tribesmen.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… Feels just like home…” Drake scoffed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why wearing Chief’s ne?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thief!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Return the Chief’s sacred symbol!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Before Drake could respond, Rvul exited the tent as well, roaring.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Silence!” Rvul looked around his teeth bared, “This man, defeated Sah Ul’ inbat! He earn right to lead Rahk Tribe. And will take her as his woman! For Rahk to survive this newnd we must follow the strong.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Father!” Sah Ul’ protested.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Oh, she looks mad…. Hey, it wasn’t my idea, don’t look at me like that, I had enough of sleeping with one eye open in the tutorial already! </i><span style="font-weight:400">Drake sighed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Please, you barely slept as it were…”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Nattoughed.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">That doesn’t change the fact when I did, I was always on edge!</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">The uproar around them turned into a frenzy. Many of the tribesmen shouted in protest against Rvul and his abrupt decision.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake sighed again, raising his finger to intercept the man charging him from behind.
<span style="font-weight:400">The sh of Drake’s mana-empowered finger with the Orc Warrior’s ax kicked up dirt and pushed out a shockwave in the area silencing the crowd.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Attacking from behind. Not very honorable of you,” Drake sneered, holding back the ax.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Won’t ept outside as Chief! Sah Ul’ will not wed some child!” the man roared screaming louder.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake frowned, gripping the ax, “Take your pettyints up with Rvul.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He crushed the ax in his hand, surprising both the crowd and the warrior.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Piss off.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Before anyone else could respond Drake stepped forward,ying into the man and knocking him out.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Orc man slipped from Drake’s strike falling on the floor with a thud.
<span style="font-weight:400">He casually turned around addressing the crowd.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to be in this position any more than you want me to. But I have a duty to my own family to see this quest through. And to see that everyone under my protection is cared for here. And if anyone wants to stop me,” Drake said coldly, letting out his aura and mana, it washing slowly over them as he let it linger before his words left his mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">You are wee to try.”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">The crowd was silenced, many of them falling on their backside in the face of Drake’s intimidating aura that was now boosted with multiple titles and stats behind it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Those who looked at him with hate and anger now looked at him with fear and awe. Their expressions painted their thoughts clear on their face.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was no opposing him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Satisfied, he walked to the destination specified on his map, leaving only a few words with the group of people behind him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“In 10 minutes I will ce my Honing Crystal, see to it that the tribe is there in time or you may not survive what’s toe.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The first to break from their stupor and respond was Rvul, cing his hand on his chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, Patriarch!” he shouted looking over to his daughter, “Sah Ul’, you must apany him. You are the strongest here, you must fight with him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But, father!” she began but was cut off by him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Enough! This is our way. Or would you dishonor the Mahk Rul and Rahk tradition?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-no… Understand, father…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake pretended to not see the exchange but waited for Sarah to catch up with him as he made his way through the tribe’s small vige.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sending a mentalmand to his Elementals, Drake continued to his destination expecting to see them there when he reached it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking back at Sarah, he was slightly frustrated at the situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Drake, do not…”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto warned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sarah… Look, I’m sorry that your wagon is hitched to mine…” he started.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Idiot!”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“But I have someone I love myself. And I’m going to go find them as soon as I can if they haven’t found me first,” Drake exined, “I’m sure you have someone you love as well. After what the tribe seemed to do in response to what your dad said, I wouldn’t be surprised.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Love? Do not have,” Sah Ul’ responded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh,” Drake said, surprised.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rahk only respect the strong. But have not recognized you as strongest.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmmmm…. Is that so? Even though I kicked your butt?” Drake hummed.
<span style="font-weight:400">She frowned and growled, her snaggle-tusk poking out.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">That’s kind of cute… Wait no, focus Drake! Quest! First the Quest!</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He thought, shaking his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">You are hopeless… Do you truly understand your position now in the multiverse?”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Walking past many smaller tent’s fire pits with the smell of food cooking in pots. Tanning beds and furs being dried. Drake mulled over her words.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">I understand I’m going to be a focus in the world now, but I don’t get your meaning.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He thought in response.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto sighed as if she had told him this already many times, “<i><span style="font-weight:400">No! There is a reason so many races of the multiverse only respect strength and the Primordial races have been watered down to such an extent in some parts. Every race weak and strong will be vying for your blood! For your protection. And you must be prepared for it.”</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Blood? Oh… You mean that blood?</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Yes!”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake winced, “Yikes…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yikes?” Sah Ul’ parroted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing. Um means damn.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn? Like Lion Beaver dam?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No like, ‘<i><span style="font-weight:400">oh shit!’ </i><span style="font-weight:400">or um, cringe?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“There no skat here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake groaned into his hands.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She’s my enemy! Mortal Enemy!” Drake screamed into his hands, “She doesn’t understand a single reference!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The sounds of Natto snickering became louder and louder in his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are alright?” Sah Ul’ asked from behind him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-I’m fine!” Drake grumbled as he continued to walk.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking around, Drake began appreciating the scenery. The tents were fashioned in a way that reminded him of what he had seen in games for tribes. Painted in reds, cks, and yellows. Most of the tents were covered by furs or bones of what he assumed were monsters or animals.
<span style="font-weight:400">To him, it really felt like he was stepping through a vige in WoW.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coming to the end of their traveling through the vige the space opened up and he was taken aback by the body of water in front of him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There wasn’t ake here before…” Drake muttered.
<span style="font-weight:400">At the edge of the vige was argeke, in the middle a single moderately sized ind.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking down at his map, his destination was the center of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake gazed eagerly at the ind but waited until all of the people in the vige gathered at the end of the vige around him. Several buses appearing over time to the Orc’s confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yellow monsters?!” some shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake raised his hands, “No no, these are mine. Don’t attack them, you hear me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The buses stopped the elementals holding them, finally fading away after delivering them.
<span style="font-weight:400">First off the bus was Charlotte, Landin, and Charlotte’s brother who Drake had still not gotten to know the name of. Following behind them was soon Janey, the baby, and her brother as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon everyone began to exit the buses warily, looking around in amazement, some in fear and confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This will be interesting…” Drake said slightly worried, then spotted Bridgette exit the bus, her unlit cigarette dangling from her lips.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Doc’s eyes looked around almost uninterested at the Orcs, raising Drake’s suspicion.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake walked over to the Doc, “You aren’t impressed?” he asked gauging her answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Oh no, In my tutorial there were quite a few different races… That was until… Well, we can talk about thatter,” she smiled nodding behind Drake, “Seems you have an admirer.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned around, Sah Ul’ behind him, standing with her arms crossed but her eyes darting around quickly at the neers.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re just kids, a few adults but these are actual children, Sarah,” Drake exined, “They aren’t even level 1 yet, they won’t do anything except maybe get a bit mouthy.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning back he looked at the Doc, “Yeah she’s apparently my wife, and I''m the Patriarch now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Bridgette’s eyes bulged as her cigarette dropped from her mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-what?! You were gone like 15 minutes! H-how?!” she eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I work fast,” Drake shrugged sarcastically.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">More like trouble is attracted to your idiotic face,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto scoffed.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">My face happens to be quite above average thank you.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He countered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Stupidly, above average maybe…”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake frowned and then coughed, a group of kids approaching him from the buses.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is she following you around now?” Landin asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That she is, I have a ball and chain now,” Drake said, almost whimpering slightly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No way!” Charlotte shouted, then blushed, realizing she had, “I mean, there’s no way. You two met like a few minutes ago and just fought!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake shrugged, “Is what it is. You guys seem okay with the circumstances right now. Not confused with the Orcs?” he asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not really. They’re just people right? Green but people,” Landin said putting his hands behind his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Good kid.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He thought.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right,” Drake agreed, then raised his voice slightly for everyone to hear, his wind magic helping him reach the area.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Listen up!” he shouted getting everyone’s attention, “I’m going to ce something in the center of that Ind there. It’s going to bring more monsters than I can count to the area.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s words began to stir the crowd, mainly the children who had just been through so much.
<span style="font-weight:400">He looked around firmly, his voice even as he spoke.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I promise on my life, you shall not be harmed. Everyone here, now, is under my protection. And there is nothing in this world they will throw at us that I won’t fight and take down to make that reality. You are different people but you are now here together in a new home, a new world, and I will give my utmost to make it a safe ce for you. I give you my word!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The surroundings still seemed unconvinced by Drake’s speech. And he understood it would take proof to give them confidence in him.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had wanted to wait before he revealed himself but he needed everyone to stay calm and not go into a panic when the monsters arrived.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I know you all don’t believe me, but I have faced monsters day and night, for months in the tutorial that were several times stronger than me,” he began, his hand going to his ne that disguised his level, “And I have beaten every, single, one.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake ced his ne into his inventory again, his level revealed to those who could identify him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My name is Drake Wallen. And I will be King of this world by necessity to protect my family! Choose to put your faith in me and my strength,” he said with a breath of confidence, his body shimmering with power as he activated his heretical endowment, his hair cascading in a spectrum of his elements, his arms glowing golden with the infused mana he ced in them putting pressure on the surroundings, “And I promise you will not be disappointed!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake stood there with the entirety of the area’s eyes on him. The tribe was once again awestruck even Sah Ul’ who had fought him previously was forced to take a step back. Her father Rvul, smiled nervously, unable to parse what he was witnessing, his warrior heart shaking furiously in his chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning, Drake walked to the end of theke, walking out as each step that met the water froze theke underneath it until he reached the ind in the center.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once at the ind, he found its center only looking over his shoulder to see just how far away the shore was, impressed with the size of theke.
<span style="font-weight:400">Opening his inventory he pulled the Honing Crystal out, the massive shard falling to the ground with a thud.
<span style="font-weight:400">Embedding itself into the ground to stand upright, Drake exhaled and ced his hand on it to activate it.
<b>[Do you wish to pair this Honing Crystal with thend iming ownership of the area?]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”
<b>[Confirmed.]</b>
<b>…</b>
<b>[Please select a name for imednd]</b>
<b>[_________]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked at the prompt, taking a breath again and typing the name into it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“May we be, Reunited,” he said in a murmur, hitting confirm.
<b>[Name selected: ReUnite]</b>
<b>[Confirm?]</b>
<b>[Confirmed.]</b>
<b>[Starting Pairing Process… Time Remaining: 167 Hours, 59 Minutes, 55 Seconds]</b>
<b>[Announcement!]</b>
<b>[The Second Honing Crystal has been ced by Drake Wallen - The Patriarch Asuran, The Tyrant, 167 hours untilpletion]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smirked, “Well shit, so much for hiding…”