The Runic Alchemist
Chapter 952: Nation At War 4
Sanctum, late evening, Sam.
After initial preparations, Sam remained in his office, keeping an eye on multiple live receiver windows as he thought through and executed all necessary actions a keeper should before the fight. ๐ป๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ธโฏ๐ท๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฃโฏ๐.๐ค๐๐ฎ
He had already met with Lazarin, and the queen of the shadowborn had agreed to help shelter their women, children, elderly, and weak without hesitation. Evrin and Einar had paid a visit to Eldoris and spoken, or more like scolded, the queen herself and the elders. Eldoris also prepared to help and made necessary accommodations for the sanctum refugees.
Anthony and his beastman companion, Joanna, together with Souldealer, were managing camps in New Malveria. It was the third-largest piece of land they had found in their world. Far from both the mainland and the wild continent. A truly great land filled with forests, high green hills, rivers, and all. For the 4.63 million shadowborn, it was too big a place. But Damian had not been stingy and gave it to them without any terms.
The only thing Sanctuary asked was to give the Beastmen populations 1/7th of the land to rule as their own. It was called the Beast Nation. The beastmen population that had migrated there was barely 600,000, but it was growing every day. Both of these kingdoms have been established for more than five years now and were more or less self-sufficient. The beastmen traded with their neighbours instead of going back and forth to Sanctuary and the mainland.
Still, losing their connection to the mainland entirely meant hardships for their people. Not to mention that any more of the beastmen will not be able to leave the mainland at all. They all believed Sanctuary would never fall, and also leaving a good life filled with opportunities was not favorable for many beastmen. But now hundreds of beastmen were constantly leaving the sanctuary and Eldoris for this beastman nation.
Thousands of humans were leaving for Malveria as well, not wishing to be part of the war. The majority of whom were elderly, women, and children. The majority of Sanctuary mundanes were trained to fight. Einar and Sam had placed many night training facilities after he became a keeper to resolve their numbers issue.
And they had many runic tools that mundanes could use; the need for training was then a must. In times of peace, they did not need so many soldiers, so they used these training centers to train men temporarily. The certificate of passing the exam displayed on their Sanctum ID cards had become a requirement for most warrior jobs. Many students at the training institutes were now great adventurers.
However, despite thousands going to Malveria and Eldoris, the waygates connecting Farpoint were the most crowded. It was farthest from the Mainland and had barriers and runic machines to protect the army base. But most importantly, this is where the families and children of sanctum heads and sanctuary transcedents were taking shelter.
Tristan did not join them but swore to protect Farpoint with his life. Goddess Astraea had no issues with their children, so it was relatively safe. Still, Sam ordered Hellstorm and Seraphina to take charge at Farpoint together with Tristan.
He could not order Hellstorm to join the war with the contracts they signed, but since his family was also joining the kids and Grace in Farpoint, he was a somewhat reliable guy for this. Souldealer and Evrin will look after their people in New Malveria.
He did not say it in words. But he assigned this job to people who were not related to them, were trustworthy, and who could lead their people if the worst came to pass.
People who go to Eldoris will become part of Eldoris anyway if they have no reason to return. So he did not assign anyone there.
From all over Sanctuary land, people came in waves through waygates to the five border camps they called people to gather at. Sam did not expect many men to join them in this vastly unfair war. The biggest disadvantage they faced was the backing of their enemies.
They were against the gods. The faith of common people.
Sanctuary was full of people who worshiped the Sun God and Astraea. Even a large minority who followed the Sea God was included. And yet, people had come despite knowing full well what was happening. Sanctuary was thrown into chaos between the faithful and the loyalists.
The many scenes from all over Sanctuary Sam was watching right now had people protesting and gathering in large numbers to put on a show. Speeches favouring the gods' side and even brawls between the two groups were happening all over. The army and guards had things mostly under control, and they were throwing all those who were trying to change people's minds using religion with too much passion into waygates in large numbers.
These waygates connected directly to islands near the mainland. It was just the quickest way to get rid of unhelpful troublemakers. People had only three choices: fight, leave, or remain in their homes.
The number of people who chose not to leave Sanctuary was not small as well. Ely and the broadcasting teams were doing their best to explain how serious the situation was, yet these people still did not leave.
Sam and his companions could not look after everyone; they needed to prepare their armies and runic defences as quickly as possible, so they ignored them.
The treasury of sanctuary was opened, and their armies were being armed with powerful weapons and runic tools. The android metal beasts that Damian created to defend Sanctuary, which only listened to Sam, had already taken their positions behind the border wall.
There were thousands of metal towers that were rising out of the secret ground locations all over the Sanctuary land.
Damian had told him to activate these if the time ever came to face large numbers of people controlled by the gods. He had asked what they would do, and Damian had only replied with, 'Just use it minutes before you start fighting.'
It was something only he was told. No one knew how to activate them. Whatever they were, Sam trusted his friend and was prepared to do it when the time came.