Chapter 186: B2: C86: Pre-Grimrock Review
“Everyone, I think that’s it for training. It’s time we hunker down and review our notifications,” Zarian said.
It was Early Summer, and he was standing on a giant skull-shaped crenulation on a massive rampart ridgeline. They still had some ways to go before reaching the top of the mountainous terrain where the actual Castle Grimrock stood.
When he turned back the way his party had come, he saw portions of the Walled Continent stretched out before him like a wild, mystical, patchwork quilt.
Down below him, where bundles of minor fortresses, castles, stone forests, and more flowed in dips and rises along the sides of the castle mountains, he saw the tiny gray patch of the Old Goblin Forest.
In that forest at the foot of the Grimrock Castle Mountains, the reforming Crossdeath Region teemed with people going about their lives in new and unforeseen ways.
Crossdeath belonged to Zarian and his friends now, and there was little that Baron Han the Realtor could do about it.
The drider could attempt to reclaim his city, but Zarian imagined he would be deathly afraid of crossing paths – or swords – with Lady Naomi the Sky Bringer, which was how many in Crossdeath referred to her. Hell, even the others had nicknames, such as Lady Hannah the Knight Destroyer and Princess Bianca the Sunshine Heraldess.
Zarian had heard the name Wizard Hunter given to him. If that showed up in his origins, then he would fully own it.
With all of that infamy, it was fairly easy for Zarian to make his case for total city domination with the aristocracy. Especially after he’d gotten rid of the Berserk Death Lord and the Poison Death Lord along with the temples of Sickspread and Killall.