World: 75 days.

Escaville: 4 days.

"What are Wyverns doing here?!" Jason exclaimed to the other three. Chanty smiled back and the other two looked away sheepishly.

Right in the middle of the village were 3 Wyverns with saddles on their backs sitting tame with some curious villagers watching from a distance.

"I met them and their riders in the village during my last trip back. They were sent by the Guild just like you. Just wanted it to be a surprise when you got back."

"Ugh..." Jason grunted, rolled his eyes, then chuckled. "You play too much."

"Hn! Levity is the spice of life, I'd say."

"Yeah, sure. So where are the riders? Would prefer to meet them before hitting the hay."

"The inn. Let's branch at the butchers place before heading there."

"Sure."

Minutes later, The local inn: Jason and Chanty entered the Inn, and with a brief scan, found 3 individuals who stood out. Chanty then made an approach while beckoning Jason to follow.

As they got closer, Jason got a better look at the 3: 1 human and 2 drakins. 'Oh! I finally get to meet another one of the other races. Better not stare too much.'

The 4 races in this world are humans, elves, dragon kins, and vladlads.

Dragon kins, or Drakins for short, are humanoid dragons. They're not human-dragon hybrids, but are a separate species altogether. Intermarriage is possible, but the children only match the species of their birth mother, but do share other genetic traits from their other father just like any other child.

Drakins are the only of the 4 races that come in multiple sub-races: Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Lightning, Sun, Moon.

I'm terms of appearance, they are indistinguishable from humans except for a few key differences:

- Sharp pointy teeth.

- Eye color matching their sub-race.

- Slit pupils.

- A palm-sized patch of draconic scales on a random part of their body like a birthmark.

- Closed digestive system possessed by the males.

The two Drakins infront of Jason, by virtue of their Green hair and irises, were Wind Drakins: a Drakin sub-race with a stereotype of being free spirts with a penchant to just go wherever the wind takes them, as well as beings most compatible with the wind element.

As a comparison, if you used a 10-point scale to represent compatibility to an element, humans have a 4-6 for every element, while Wind Drakins have a 10 for wind, and 1 in everything else. No living thing has a higher compatibility. Even actual wind dragons only tie with them in this regard.

Reaching the three's table, Jason offered a greeting.

"Hello you 3, welcome to Escaville. I'm Jason. I was sent ahead by the Guild to help with the goblin problem. I heard you were as well."

"Oh! You're the guy Goodgood lady told us about!" Blurted one of the two female Drakin with a pixie cut.

Jason turned to give Chanty a flabbergasted stare to which she responded with a defeated shrug.

'Username checks out.' Thought Jason as he turns his attention back to the Drakin.

"Yup, that's me. You seem to be familiar with each other. Some history there?"

Before she could respond, the male human of group spoke up, "How about we talk over dinner instead? You look like you just got off a hard day's work."

"You're right. Let's do that. It's my treat, so eat as much as you want." Agreed Jason.

"Yayyy!!" Rejoiced the peppy drain girl.

During the dinner discussion, it was revealed that the 3 Wyvern Riders: Skyler, Adair, and Sid, came from the town on the opposite direction Jason and Chanty came from. They responded to the Extermination Campaign and were sent by their local Guild master ahead since they were the most mobile units in the area.

As for their relationship with Chanty, the pixie cut Drakin named Skyler had dropped by her dojo on a whim one day. She stayed for a time to learn the crescent style since it's most compatible with her wind element. Then she abruptly left, leaving Chanty scratching her head.

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"You didn't even say goodbye..."

"Oof! Sorry. That was super rude. I reflected on my actions. Honest!"

Soon the discussion turned to task delegation in terms of handling the goblin problem. Chanty suggested the Wyvern Riders secure the roads, as the Wyverns could maneuver better there than around the mines.

The 3 saw merit in the idea, however Sid suggested both groups swap roles daily inorder to familiarize themselves with both scenarios.

Finally, the topic went to the main Extermination force. Sid guessed the main force should being arriving 3 days from now give or take. They just have to hold the fort till then. With the conclusion of the dinner date, both group settled in for the night.

World: 76 days.

Escaville: 5 days.

Both groups had breakfast together while briefly discussing the day's plans. After the wyvern team went ahead, Jason left to meet with the Chieftain about what they discussed yesterday, and was pleased to learn that he got some people to build a smoke shack right next to the butcher shop on short notice.

Jason then had the workers paid in meat which they gladly accepted. They were close to broke anyway, with no mines to work in, and not being fit for battle, this amount of labor was the best they could offer, so such a compensation was more than they could ask for. With all his business in town addressed, Team Jason headed out.

Jason had a different agenda today. They were to beeline for the largest mine and ignore anything that didn't attack them. He wanted to see the situation for himself, as well as weaken their forces some. When he's had his fill, they'll genocide their way back.

They soon set off. 70% of the way there, they began encountering more goblins than usual, but that did not deter or slow them down as Jason mowed them down like grass. When they finally arrived at their destination, Jason couldn't help but quirk his brow.

There were many more goblins around the entrance than at other mines; Unsurprising. What was really surprising was the fact it looked like something between a camp and a very primitive village.

Campfire roasting meat, makeshift stables holding some form of goat, makeshift fence, makeshift shelter, weapon racks etc.

"Well, that was unexpected."

"Hn. An odd sight indeed. I trust you can handle yourself, but I'll be here if you need me."

"I appreciate the offer. Protect the carts for now. I'm going in."

Jason wasted no more time before getting to business. Taking out his slingshot, he began preparing his first volley; the sound of which got the whole camps attention. But that didn't matter as Jason began taking them out one by one. He prioritized Hobgoblins where he could, but he was mostly indescriminate.

By the time Jason had neutralized a dozen from a distance, the goblins finally got their wits about them and began charging at him. Once they got up to a certain distance of him, Jason put the sling away and took a Flowstyle Stance with Crescent Style incorporated into it.

The closest goblin reaches Jason and wildly swings a rusty pickaxe at him, which he deftly dodges and decapitates the offending gob in one fluid motion. Jason began dancing around the dozens of attacks. He didn't need to hit any of them more than once, since a beheading, cutting arteries, and slicing vital organs was usually enough.

Green bodies began to pile up before the Goblins suddenly grew enough braincells to realize continuing this assault was plain suicide. Once that occurred, they began running off with Jason throwing ki blasts at their backs.

With the little green men in full retreat, Jason and the others began gathering the bodies before returning to the village using their patented backward genocide approach where Jason would stay behind to hunt and accumulate bodies, which are retrieved, before he too backtracks some distance, and the whole process is repeated.

This is how they spent their day until they got back to the village by sundown; just in time to run into the Wyvern trio. They exchanged greetings and discussed their day over dinner before heading to their own rooms. Tomorrow, Jason and Co will be taking on the roads.

World: 77 days.

Escaville: 6 days.

Their job was simple: walk along the roads for a mile in either direction, and take out any Hazard Beasts along it.

It was a very mundane task, and encounters with group of goblins were few and far between. However, Jason couldn't complain. He and Chanty had been going full throttle from the moment they left Arkensaw. This was some free time they could use for small talk.

"Those Wyverns are pretty cool. I wonder how I can get my hands on one of those." Asked Jason.

"Hmmm... Other than joining the Wyvern Division of the Sky Walker Sect, your best bet is finding an egg in the wild, surviving the mother's wrath, hatching it, then taming it."

"OK, maybe I'm shooting too high, then. You know what else I could tame?"

"I am not very well versed in taming. What little I do know is that it depends on your needs: transportion, scouting, tracking, battle."

"Is that so... Well I'll be traveling alot, so transport is high on list. I don't need scouting, so buttom of list that one goes. I'm meh on tracking, and I'd prefer it be able to defend itself, so battle is high too."

"So a transport/battle hybrid creature to tame, eh. Hmmm... Do you wish for it to be able to drag a cart too?"

"Oh! Good idea. Add that in, but it's optional, so take it out if the options become too few."

"Very well. Hmm.... Let's see... Pegasus, giant raptors, Unicorn, Giant wolves, and Giant Huskies come to mind right away."

"Elaborate. Sell me on these guys you just name dropped."

"Well, Pegasi can fly, pull a cart and kick their enemies to death if they don't slice them apart with wind blades generated from their wings."

"Cool! 3 for 3, but I think I sense a catch coming."

"Catch indeed. Same problem with the wyverns."

"Ah man! OK, new rule. Only tell me about things I can actually get my hands on, alright?"

"Hnhnhn... If you insist, then Giant Wolves."

"Oh? Say more."

"You'll have to wipe out an entire giant wolf pack, get to the cubs, pick up 1 or 2 females because males would fight you for alpha male position, then getting some taming lessons and undergoing said process."

"Say less!"

"It's your best chance. They're fairly common in the area, and they best fit your needs."

"Ugh. An entire pack though? Can't I just sneak over to their den and abduct me some cubs?"

"The mothers would smell you from a mile away and call for help. You'll be surrounded and made into a snack."

"For real?...."

"Taming is not a cakewalk, Jason. That's why sects have a near monopoly on it."

"Yeah, you're right. After this goblin fiasco I'll find me a pack to put in a pack."

"..." Chanty raised a brow at him in confusion.

The two continued their series of small talks while clearing the road of hazards. Hours passed without a hitch, but when late afternoon rolled around, they saw one of the Wyvern riders flying over.

"I've got a bad feeling about this..." Jason spoke concerned.

Escavile, Dakota Dukedom

World: 77 days.

Escaville: 6 days.