"We should call the other Dukes and King James over to come to see the tower. Arrange a banquet for tomorrow night and I will take care of the party favors." Cain's instructions shocked Svetlana, who had only just come over to see what the commotion around the tower was all about.
"No problem boss. Should we send mounts for the Dukes? The areas between cities still aren't all that safe with the remainder of the dungeon residents wandering about. From here to the Capital is fine, both the Guild and the City Guard under Duke Archibald are patrolling the main roads, but the Dukes in outlying areas might not be comfortable traveling, and the Circles have been on lockdown since the Dungeons broke. Inside the dungeons that weren't monsters, a lot of the residents might have been crazy, but they still remembered how to use them." The Fox Kin Commander who served as the manager of the Long Fang Valley region suggested, her fluffy white tails flicking in annoyance as she thought of all the work she still had to do today.
"I will unlock our circle to visitors from every Duke and expected foreign visitor's personal residence. Tell them that if they travel from home they will be able to come here directly." Cain informed her and the Commander breathed a sigh of relief. That decision would save her so many headaches with nobles who wanted security for the journey.
"Will there be punch? The news of the miraculous Mythic fruit juice that heals blemishes and improves the skin has spread all over the continent already." Svetlana asked, making notes of who should be invited.
"Yeah, since we only serve it as half a wine glass each, it goes a long way. Call for friendly leaders from other regions of the continent as well. Maybe Lancelot from Landis, and someone from the Yellow Tusk Clan. Do we know any elves? The former Landis Prince Sven should still be on the contact list if they want to attend as well. The wider the range of people we can bring, the better it will be for Guild relations." Cain added and the Commander sighed, adding more names.
"I know it's a hassle, but it's best not to snub anyone. I will talk to the outreach workers and have them arrange for a few more influential people to be brought as well. The Guild has a pretty solid place on the Continent, but a Training Tower and a new Mythic drink would make us the talk of every city on the Central Continent." Cyrene added, before starting to send her own messages to help out Svetlana.
"Get a shipment of meat from the Southern Continent as well. A side dish of Mythic Monster Meat will really cement into everyone's mind that we could crush them without much effort if they complained." Kone added, but the look in her eyes suggested that she was more interested in the meat than politics.
"That's fine, we have hunters going out every day, so there is no shortage. I don't know how things are here, but on the Southern Continent there are Mythic Monsters appearing every night at midnight when the magical power of the planet peaks."
Cain's words shocked those around him. If even one of them appeared here, it would be an absolute disaster, but the Southern Continent hunted them on a daily basis.
"Magical creatures appear here daily as well, but they usually flee from the valley right away if they appear here. The presence of powerful transfers is enough to drive them away. Other regions aren't as lucky, that's why so many of us have come to Long Fang Valley." A man in pale blue armor answers from his spot in line to try the tower.
"How far away did you come from?" Cain asked, not recognizing the man's armor as a nation's pattern and seeing that he didn't have a Guild tag.
"Not too far, my clan were nomads in the Steppes, but we lost most of our numbers due to disease. I made my way from Niman Territory a few years back and settled about three days' walk down the road. The territory there was under the jurisdiction of a rather kind Baron, but he fell when the dungeons opened. His manor was built with a dungeon in the yard, and it was full of very angry Fae." The warrior explained.
That would be enough to wipe out most families. With a dungeon only steps away from his home, they would have appeared all through the house and surrounding area the moment the spell was broken by whatever the Gnomes were trying to do on the Western Continent. They simply didn't stand a chance unless they were ready for battle, but as Cain recalled, it would have been the middle of the night here, so they were probably in bed.
"How bad are the outlying regions of Skyview? Should I expect a request to send forces to help with the stability?" Cain asked, and the man nodded for Cyrene to answer.
"We already did. The initial wave of monsters has been mostly dealt with, and there are a pair of Outreach workers in the area looking after the farmers that stayed, but the village there was annihilated and most of the crops were destroyed, so a lot of people left." Cyrene shrugged.
That was the story of a hundred different locations, and the duty of two hundred Guild Members at the moment. Until the Skyview army could increase its numbers again, the smaller villages would have to fend for themselves with whatever help they could find, the cities were doing all they could to keep order and deal with the refugees.
"Fair enough. We only have so many people under our direct command, and King James should be doing what he can. Ultimately it's not our duty, just a moral obligation." Cain agreed, and all the nearby black and white tabard-wearing followers and members of the Darklight Host nodded along. That is what they expected of the mighty Guild Master Cain. Even though he didn't know any of the villagers who were affected and his own lands were safe, he was still willing to push his people to do the right thing.
