Chapter 786
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Chapter 786
The safe choice for Devon was to go to Nidec. They were already open to negotiations. It would probably be easy. Vrelt, on the other hand, felt wrong. As they remained insular, they had been left alone but plans for a proper infiltration had been put together. It simply hadnt taken place yet, as such an attempt could backfire. It might result in an unnecessary conflict, if spies were noticed.
On the other hand if they were actually hiding something, a conflict would happen eventually anyway. It would be better to try to find out something beforehand.
Though there was little actual danger from the single planet as far as anyone knew, little enough was known except that they did have some planetary defensive formations. Which was surprising, as it had only been around a century since the last cycle. Either they hadnt been a target, had successfully fought back, or redeveloped with surprising rapidity.
Devon should go to Nidec. Except more mundane diplomats would likely be able to handle the situation there. His presence might be seen as something positive, or it might look like a threat.
The same was true about Vrelt. And he wasnt an infiltrator, so he really shouldnt even consider the option. But he also wondered how long it was safe to leave a potential threat next to their borders- and in a quite inconvenient position for their journeys towards the upper realms.
He couldnt stop thinking about it. Was it cultivator intuition or just worry? And did it make a difference?
Ultimately he didnt have any reason he should go. It was simply the case that he could. He didnt have the qualifications to spy or anything like that. Some of this he discussed with various people. Ultimately, he couldnt make a decision. Nobody was going to refuse him if he asked to join the diplomats dealing with Nidec, but they didnt ask him either.
So he decided he would need to seek advice from the person who was always able to help him find the right answers, even if neither of them had the answers to begin with. It wasnt a short trip, but a few months to not make a huge mistake of some sort was worth it.
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Were getting quite busy here, arent we? Anton said. Looking to pick up a disciple?
I- Devon had barely even said hello to his grandfather when the suggestion came up. Do you think I should?
Im sure you have a lot to teach, Anton said. Though how much is applicable to others, that may be less clear. But I always think people should pick up disciples. You wanted to have an actual discussion, though.
Devon nodded. Its a bit sensitive to speak about it long distance, and inconvenient. But something is drawing me towards Vrelt. Im worried about the place.
Anton crossed his arms and nodded. It is a bit complicated, to be certain. The desire for isolation isnt inherently unreasonable, of course. Take Doruma and Xicil, for example.
True, Devon said. But I feel like even they have had more successful diplomatic exchanges.
Anton chuckled. I wrote messages on Xicil and looked for a response years apart. Ive heard little apart from please leave us alone thanks.
Devon shrugged, I dont think Vrelt even said please.
Well thats a serious problem, Anton nodded. Should have said please. But enough of that. Whats your actual trouble?
Im not sure if Im much of a diplomat, Devon said. I did fine with a place that was already inclined to get along with us, where the other side was a proper professional. Im not sure if Im actually of much use outside of war. So I was wondering if it was a good idea to continue trying.
You can always pick up new skills, Anton said. That said, I prefer my own style of informal diplomacy. I could never stand the limitations of formality. Still, its a little difficult to just go up to some place and ask what theyre hiding. I have also changed my perfective on when snooping is acceptable.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
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The message took quite a while to resolve. It was a full video, after all, even if it was lacking some of the more luxury features. Like anything beyond visual and audio. Chikere didnt care about tastes and the like, but she was having to project her own assumptions about the lower energy involved onto the scene. But she was still inspired by the scene of a meerkat facing off against a warthog in a spar.
If only she could see it herself. Or better yet, get Agom involved. Alas, shed already had to recruit Chidi to teach the pup. Actually, he was partially recruited through Aconite, but Chikere had also encouraged her former disciple to train the wolf. As for why he was her former disciple well, it wasnt an official thing. It was just that she couldnt teach him anything right now. Someone who wasnt a master couldnt really have a disciple, now could they?
Beyond observing sword training, which almost made her want to do it herself, she was working on her own body. She had more or less healed her body as much as it was going to be able. It was no trouble to walk around, and moving normally didnt bother her. But any time she put in some effort even vaguely approaching what she would want in combat, things got rough.
There had been another meeting with Engineer Uzun. It didnt matter if Catarina would pay for whatever needed to happen if he was unwilling to actually try anything. Chikere had toned back her requests, partially because of his earlier rejection but she also had grown to respect her own body more.
If you just replace some muscles and tendons, I should be functional, Chikere explained. But theres a thing there. And in this arm, Chikere held up her fully artificial one. Ruteran technology was highly advanced, and it was actually able to recover the damage that it had taken with time and her upper energy. I just feel like its missing something.
And what would that be? Engineer Uzun had asked.
Even this replacement arm is very nearly alive. But shouldnt it have blood?
Blood. The word was a simple statement.
Yes, thats what I said. Blood.
Why?
Because~ Chikere drew out the word. It should.
And why is that?
Because blood is related to the flow of energy, along with meridians. And Im trying to have more blood but its difficult with a whole limb without it, Chikere explained.
Youre trying to have more blood.
Yeah, thats why I said.
... Why?
Well I cant just use blood as a weapon if Im going to run out! Chikere frowned. She probably wasnt supposed to say that part.
Well consider your request, Engineer Uzun said, his face difficult to read. Then again, Chikere had never been any good at reading what anyone was going to do unless it involved imminent combat.
Since that had been the end of that conversation, Chikere had left. Which left her in an odd position. It wasnt a direct rejection. Which might mean that he was actually going to think about it. Or it might mean that he wasnt going to actually consider anything Chikere asked for. Maybe if she passed some sort of secret test, but she obviously didnt know what that test was.
So she could only continue doing what she was doing. Which was of course trying to make herself have more blood. Her initial attempt had been very unpleasant, and ultimately she didnt want to vastly change the volume of her body but she knew that many things were possible with cultivation. And she had access to a huge library of techniques. She honestly hadnt imagined that there might be so many about not-swords. And honestly, she generally preferred to learn through more practical means even in the area of swords. But she had a lot of time to read since moving always felt bad. And she was slowly coming up with better ideas for how a good technique that didnt make her feel sick might actually work.
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Chapter 786
The safe choice for Devon was to go to Nidec. They were already open to negotiations. It would probably be easy. Vrelt, on the other hand, felt wrong. As they remained insular, they had been left alone but plans for a proper infiltration had been put together. It simply hadnt taken place yet, as such an attempt could backfire. It might result in an unnecessary conflict, if spies were noticed.
On the other hand if they were actually hiding something, a conflict would happen eventually anyway. It would be better to try to find out something beforehand.
Though there was little actual danger from the single planet as far as anyone knew, little enough was known except that they did have some planetary defensive formations. Which was surprising, as it had only been around a century since the last cycle. Either they hadnt been a target, had successfully fought back, or redeveloped with surprising rapidity.
Devon should go to Nidec. Except more mundane diplomats would likely be able to handle the situation there. His presence might be seen as something positive, or it might look like a threat.
The same was true about Vrelt. And he wasnt an infiltrator, so he really shouldnt even consider the option. But he also wondered how long it was safe to leave a potential threat next to their borders- and in a quite inconvenient position for their journeys towards the upper realms.
He couldnt stop thinking about it. Was it cultivator intuition or just worry? And did it make a difference?
Ultimately he didnt have any reason he should go. It was simply the case that he could. He didnt have the qualifications to spy or anything like that. Some of this he discussed with various people. Ultimately, he couldnt make a decision. Nobody was going to refuse him if he asked to join the diplomats dealing with Nidec, but they didnt ask him either.
So he decided he would need to seek advice from the person who was always able to help him find the right answers, even if neither of them had the answers to begin with. It wasnt a short trip, but a few months to not make a huge mistake of some sort was worth it.
-----
Were getting quite busy here, arent we? Anton said. Looking to pick up a disciple?
I- Devon had barely even said hello to his grandfather when the suggestion came up. Do you think I should?
Im sure you have a lot to teach, Anton said. Though how much is applicable to others, that may be less clear. But I always think people should pick up disciples. You wanted to have an actual discussion, though.
Devon nodded. Its a bit sensitive to speak about it long distance, and inconvenient. But something is drawing me towards Vrelt. Im worried about the place.
Anton crossed his arms and nodded. It is a bit complicated, to be certain. The desire for isolation isnt inherently unreasonable, of course. Take Doruma and Xicil, for example.
True, Devon said. But I feel like even they have had more successful diplomatic exchanges.
Anton chuckled. I wrote messages on Xicil and looked for a response years apart. Ive heard little apart from please leave us alone thanks.
Devon shrugged, I dont think Vrelt even said please.
Well thats a serious problem, Anton nodded. Should have said please. But enough of that. Whats your actual trouble?
Im not sure if Im much of a diplomat, Devon said. I did fine with a place that was already inclined to get along with us, where the other side was a proper professional. Im not sure if Im actually of much use outside of war. So I was wondering if it was a good idea to continue trying.
You can always pick up new skills, Anton said. That said, I prefer my own style of informal diplomacy. I could never stand the limitations of formality. Still, its a little difficult to just go up to some place and ask what theyre hiding. I have also changed my perfective on when snooping is acceptable.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
-----
The message took quite a while to resolve. It was a full video, after all, even if it was lacking some of the more luxury features. Like anything beyond visual and audio. Chikere didnt care about tastes and the like, but she was having to project her own assumptions about the lower energy involved onto the scene. But she was still inspired by the scene of a meerkat facing off against a warthog in a spar.
If only she could see it herself. Or better yet, get Agom involved. Alas, shed already had to recruit Chidi to teach the pup. Actually, he was partially recruited through Aconite, but Chikere had also encouraged her former disciple to train the wolf. As for why he was her former disciple well, it wasnt an official thing. It was just that she couldnt teach him anything right now. Someone who wasnt a master couldnt really have a disciple, now could they?
Beyond observing sword training, which almost made her want to do it herself, she was working on her own body. She had more or less healed her body as much as it was going to be able. It was no trouble to walk around, and moving normally didnt bother her. But any time she put in some effort even vaguely approaching what she would want in combat, things got rough.
There had been another meeting with Engineer Uzun. It didnt matter if Catarina would pay for whatever needed to happen if he was unwilling to actually try anything. Chikere had toned back her requests, partially because of his earlier rejection but she also had grown to respect her own body more.
If you just replace some muscles and tendons, I should be functional, Chikere explained. But theres a thing there. And in this arm, Chikere held up her fully artificial one. Ruteran technology was highly advanced, and it was actually able to recover the damage that it had taken with time and her upper energy. I just feel like its missing something.
And what would that be? Engineer Uzun had asked.
Even this replacement arm is very nearly alive. But shouldnt it have blood?
Blood. The word was a simple statement.
Yes, thats what I said. Blood.
Why?
Because~ Chikere drew out the word. It should.
And why is that?
Because blood is related to the flow of energy, along with meridians. And Im trying to have more blood but its difficult with a whole limb without it, Chikere explained.
Youre trying to have more blood.
Yeah, thats why I said.
... Why?
Well I cant just use blood as a weapon if Im going to run out! Chikere frowned. She probably wasnt supposed to say that part.
Well consider your request, Engineer Uzun said, his face difficult to read. Then again, Chikere had never been any good at reading what anyone was going to do unless it involved imminent combat.
Since that had been the end of that conversation, Chikere had left. Which left her in an odd position. It wasnt a direct rejection. Which might mean that he was actually going to think about it. Or it might mean that he wasnt going to actually consider anything Chikere asked for. Maybe if she passed some sort of secret test, but she obviously didnt know what that test was.
So she could only continue doing what she was doing. Which was of course trying to make herself have more blood. Her initial attempt had been very unpleasant, and ultimately she didnt want to vastly change the volume of her body but she knew that many things were possible with cultivation. And she had access to a huge library of techniques. She honestly hadnt imagined that there might be so many about not-swords. And honestly, she generally preferred to learn through more practical means even in the area of swords. But she had a lot of time to read since moving always felt bad. And she was slowly coming up with better ideas for how a good technique that didnt make her feel sick might actually work.
Chapter 786The safe choice for Devon was to go to Nidec. They were already open to negotiations. It would probably be easy. Vrelt, on the other hand, felt wrong. As they remained insular, they had been left alone but plans for a proper infiltration had been put together. It simply hadnt taken place yet, as such an attempt could backfire. It might result in an unnecessary conflict, if spies were noticed. On the other hand if they were actually hiding something, a conflict would happen eventually anyway. It would be better to try to find out something beforehand. Though there was little actual danger from the single planet as far as anyone knew, little enough was known except that they did have some planetary defensive formations. Which was surprising, as it had only been around a century since the last cycle. Either they hadnt been a target, had successfully fought back, or redeveloped with surprising rapidity.Devon should go to Nidec. Except more mundane diplomats would likely be able to handle the situation there. His presence might be seen as something positive, or it might look like a threat.The same was true about Vrelt. And he wasnt an infiltrator, so he really shouldnt even consider the option. But he also wondered how long it was safe to leave a potential threat next to their borders- and in a quite inconvenient position for their journeys towards the upper realms.He couldnt stop thinking about it. Was it cultivator intuition or just worry? And did it make a difference?Ultimately he didnt have any reason he should go. It was simply the case that he could. He didnt have the qualifications to spy or anything like that. Some of this he discussed with various people. Ultimately, he couldnt make a decision. Nobody was going to refuse him if he asked to join the diplomats dealing with Nidec, but they didnt ask him either.So he decided he would need to seek advice from the person who was always able to help him find the right answers, even if neither of them had the answers to begin with. It wasnt a short trip, but a few months to not make a huge mistake of some sort was worth it.-----Were getting quite busy here, arent we? Anton said. Looking to pick up a disciple?I- Devon had barely even said hello to his grandfather when the suggestion came up. Do you think I should?Im sure you have a lot to teach, Anton said. Though how much is applicable to others, that may be less clear. But I always think people should pick up disciples. You wanted to have an actual discussion, though.Devon nodded. Its a bit sensitive to speak about it long distance, and inconvenient. But something is drawing me towards Vrelt. Im worried about the place.Anton crossed his arms and nodded. It is a bit complicated, to be certain. The desire for isolation isnt inherently unreasonable, of course. Take Doruma and Xicil, for example.True, Devon said. But I feel like even they have had more successful diplomatic exchanges.Anton chuckled. I wrote messages on Xicil and looked for a response years apart. Ive heard little apart from please leave us alone thanks.Devon shrugged, I dont think Vrelt even said please.Well thats a serious problem, Anton nodded. Should have said please. But enough of that. Whats your actual trouble?Im not sure if Im much of a diplomat, Devon said. I did fine with a place that was already inclined to get along with us, where the other side was a proper professional. Im not sure if Im actually of much use outside of war. So I was wondering if it was a good idea to continue trying.You can always pick up new skills, Anton said. That said, I prefer my own style of informal diplomacy. I could never stand the limitations of formality. Still, its a little difficult to just go up to some place and ask what theyre hiding. I have also changed my perfective on when snooping is acceptable.The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.-----The message took quite a while to resolve. It was a full video, after all, even if it was lacking some of the more luxury features. Like anything beyond visual and audio. Chikere didnt care about tastes and the like, but she was having to project her own assumptions about the lower energy involved onto the scene. But she was still inspired by the scene of a meerkat facing off against a warthog in a spar. If only she could see it herself. Or better yet, get Agom involved. Alas, shed already had to recruit Chidi to teach the pup. Actually, he was partially recruited through Aconite, but Chikere had also encouraged her former disciple to train the wolf. As for why he was her former disciple well, it wasnt an official thing. It was just that she couldnt teach him anything right now. Someone who wasnt a master couldnt really have a disciple, now could they?Beyond observing sword training, which almost made her want to do it herself, she was working on her own body. She had more or less healed her body as much as it was going to be able. It was no trouble to walk around, and moving normally didnt bother her. But any time she put in some effort even vaguely approaching what she would want in combat, things got rough.There had been another meeting with Engineer Uzun. It didnt matter if Catarina would pay for whatever needed to happen if he was unwilling to actually try anything. Chikere had toned back her requests, partially because of his earlier rejection but she also had grown to respect her own body more.If you just replace some muscles and tendons, I should be functional, Chikere explained. But theres a thing there. And in this arm, Chikere held up her fully artificial one. Ruteran technology was highly advanced, and it was actually able to recover the damage that it had taken with time and her upper energy. I just feel like its missing something.And what would that be? Engineer Uzun had asked.Even this replacement arm is very nearly alive. But shouldnt it have blood?Blood. The word was a simple statement.Yes, thats what I said. Blood.Why?Because~ Chikere drew out the word. It should.And why is that?Because blood is related to the flow of energy, along with meridians. And Im trying to have more blood but its difficult with a whole limb without it, Chikere explained.Youre trying to have more blood.Yeah, thats why I said.... Why?Well I cant just use blood as a weapon if Im going to run out! Chikere frowned. She probably wasnt supposed to say that part.Well consider your request, Engineer Uzun said, his face difficult to read. Then again, Chikere had never been any good at reading what anyone was going to do unless it involved imminent combat.Since that had been the end of that conversation, Chikere had left. Which left her in an odd position. It wasnt a direct rejection. Which might mean that he was actually going to think about it. Or it might mean that he wasnt going to actually consider anything Chikere asked for. Maybe if she passed some sort of secret test, but she obviously didnt know what that test was.So she could only continue doing what she was doing. Which was of course trying to make herself have more blood. Her initial attempt had been very unpleasant, and ultimately she didnt want to vastly change the volume of her body but she knew that many things were possible with cultivation. And she had access to a huge library of techniques. She honestly hadnt imagined that there might be so many about not-swords. And honestly, she generally preferred to learn through more practical means even in the area of swords. But she had a lot of time to read since moving always felt bad. And she was slowly coming up with better ideas for how a good technique that didnt make her feel sick might actually work.
