The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305 General Orland And Company

As expected, it took another ten minutes before the ladies were ready to face the world again, freshly washed, and with their hair loosely braided so it wouldn't go wild as it dried. Their travel packs weren't exactly loaded with the finest of hair products, so frizz was just a fact of life for adventuring Elites, but after the effort to get rid of the ash, it was worse than usual.

"Alright, that is everyone. Lead the way, Lieutenant." Bob announced once the group was back together.

Karl decided to let Bob take the lead on this one, as he had all the experience on his side when dealing with military leaders. He was out here all the time, preferring to be on a mission to being anywhere else, so he was constantly in contact with the military leadership, and knew more about just where his role as an Elite fit into the social framework. Karl hadn't had enough experience with that yet. Though he was certainly one of the more powerful Elites now, and everyone granted him the respect that a Commander deserved when he had the badge on his chest, there was a lot to be said about knowing how hard you could push before someone would push back.

But the one thing that they had all missed was the word "Generals" not "General". When they entered the Command building, which used to be the council building of the small town that had been commandeered as the military camp when they lines were pulled back from the volcano, they found four men in highly decorated uniforms waiting for them.

By the change in Bob's expression, Karl knew that this could mean trouble. So, he gave the officers a closer look, to see if he could guess which would be the issue. Not all Generals were Elites, most of them were too old for that, and commanded based on experience. But these four were all Elites, and surprisingly, one was a Royal Rank Elite as well.

That must be the cause for Bob's change in expression.

In a room full of Commanders, military Rank didn't matter much to the Mercenaries like Bob. But even for regular civilian Elites, the Royal Rank General still had authority over them due to his power level.

Not the sort of power that a General had over his troops, but enough that he could easily change their deployment orders and nobody would question it.

Bob stopped in the middle of the room, with Karl and Doug on either side of him. "Generals, it's a pleasure to see you all again, though I must say I'm surprised to see you all in the same spot." He began.

The Generals chuckled at his comment as they looked between the trio of Commanders.

The Royal Rank General replied with a straight face and a gravelly voice. "Yes, seeing three Commanders in the same spot is somewhat unusual, isn't it? But let's skip the pleasantries. What happened to the Frost Giants? The reinforcements have stopped, Our scouts tell us that the city looks like it's been destroyed, and you were the only forward team in the entire region."

Bob shrugged. "I wish we could take credit for all of that, but we're only partially responsible. We were killing the reinforcements as quickly as we could, but they were using a Shaman Magic type cloning spell to create more every day. It was the servants of the Magma Dragon that attacked the city and presumably either destroyed the spell, or some of its components, and forced the Frost Giants to abandon the city.

The Magma Dragon's influence is spreading inland, and soon that whole region will be thawed.

There is a volcanic hot springs under a kilometre from the city, and from what we can tell, it is increasing in intensity. That alone will keep the Frost Giants from returning to the region unless their magic can overcome whatever the Dragon has done."

The Generals nodded as their assistants took notes.

"Similar events have taken place all along the border. For whatever reason, it appears that most of the Summoning Spells were placed on top of trapped Dragon Elders, and now that they are free, the Frost Giants are in real trouble.

What we need to know is how much trouble they are in. The Hill and Mountain Giants are giving us enough trouble along the other sections of the border that we can't spare manpower to sit around here if we are not being attacked." The General insisted.

"Has the new snow began to retreat?" Bob asked.