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Chapter 2: Goblins

"You're finally here chief! Welcome!" Her voice was sweet and pleasing to the ear. And seeing her cute and beautiful face so up close, he could not help but blush.

"Let us get to business quickly!" The lady said excitedly. Then, keeping a hand to her bosom, she held up the hem of her dress and did a curt bow. "My name is Elda. I am the head of the villagers and your personal assistant!"

Elda reached into her bag and pulled out a thick leather notebook accompanied by a quill. Without haste, she opened it up and looked at him expectantly.

"How would you be known in our history?" She asked.

The man was surprised but he broke out of his reverie. Clearing his throat, he spoke, "Ethan Steele." He said.

Elda wrote it down and closed the notebook with a satisfying pop.

Then she motioned over to the village.

"Come! Let me give y-"

Before she could continue her speech, a rambunctious laughter sounded in their ears. Ethan's eyes widened a bit, knowing the cause of this.

Goblins! He thought grimly, looking towards the source of the sound. He remembered the tutorial every Clash player had to follow. It was the goblins that would attack the village to get their gold and a cannon was the solution. After which, some wizards from the 'Ivory Tower' would show up to help.

And sure enough, as the laughter ceased, out came a humanoid creature from the far treeline. How his voice had managed to get so far eluded him.

The green humanoid was short and stout, almost blending in with the vegetation. His teeth were crooked like a vampire bat with eyes that were yellow and bulging as if any moment they would pop out of his sockets and roll to the ground. Snot and saliva covered his chin and he had pointed ears and a pointed nose. Around his neck was a skull helmet, and atop his head was a red mark.

His groin and legs were covered by leather pants and his feet were covered by leather boots. And finally, in his hands rested a stone mace.

The goblin laughted again as more eyes lit up in the darkened trees behind him.

"A new village so close to our home? Guahahaha! The gold is ours!" The goblin bellowed throwing saliva and snot on the grass below.

Ethan reeled back in digust. But that emotion didn't last long before it was interrupted by Elda.

"Chief! It's the goblins! Quick, we must build a canon to protect ourselves!" She exclaimed.

Having already experienced this in the game didn't make it any easier for Ethan, for in the distance, he saw 4 goblins leap out of the trees and onto the sod. Their speed and finesse made him doubt his eyes.

This is crazy! Ethan exclaimed silently. But without wasting a single second, he hurriedly opened the shop and went into the defenses tab. His finger expertly tapped onto the cannon and placed it right before the gold mine, right in the way to intercept the goblins.

While this was happening, he noticed Elda rummaging through her bag and take out a notebook. "We must hurry chief! Here! Let us build a cannon!" She extended the book to him which displayed the same shop Manu as it did in game.

"Tap whatever you want to build and point to the place on the field you want it to be!" She said, getting a little too close for comfort.

"I've already built it!" Ethan pointed behind her, to the cannon that had the builder working on it.

It was strange how the builder had immediately sensed that a building was in progress and rushed straight out of his shack.

But there was no time to contemplate about it. As the 10 seconds of the first level cannon ended, a green hue emanated from the building and a fully formed cannon appeared. The hole of the cannon was as large as Ethan's torso. Even though it was a level one, Ethan did not think any human could survive a shot from that.

At that point, the Goblins had already reached the village. Instantly, Elda reached for his hand and pulled him with her, right to the town hall. Ethan noticed the builder running to his shack in a panic, even dropping his hammer momentarily before going right back and picking it up.

And as they descended into the town hall and closed the doors behind them, Ethan immediately noticed the various villager woman that were standing inside. They all collectively turned to look at him, all in pure elation and excitement.

"It's the chief!"

"The chief is finally here!"

"Our village will prosper!" Were the comments thrown all about the room as they all ran towards him.

Is... is this heaven? Ethan thought, standing in shock yet again.

However, before he could be embraced by the villagers, Elda stood before him and stopped them all with a glare.

"Everyone stop! We are currently under attack by Goblins!"

Instantly, a wave of shock and foreboding travelled through the dozens of villager women in the hall. And with that, a large sound of an explosive shot rang out from outside.

Boom!

It was a shot from the cannon.

Hearing that, Ethan opened up the holographic screen, seeing the cannon getting attacked by the goblins.

What followed were various other shots for the next 15 seconds, killing the goblins and leaving 4 gravestone in their place.

As the voices ceased, unrest amongst the villagers calmed down and Elda opened the doors to peer outside.

After which she nodded the others.

Without warning, Ethan was instantly squashed under a mountain of bodies. The villagers all swarmed around him, wrapping their arms around his figure and squeezing him. Dozens of them all at the same time.

This... this is heaven...

The villagers collectively cheered and let him go.

After which Elda was the first one to speak.

"That was great chief! But we must show those goblins the consequences of their actions!" She yelled. The surrounding villagers also expressed their agreement, all of them exclaiming at the same time.

"Okay... how do we do that?"

"Why of course, we build a Barracks!" Elda exclaimed and flexed her left bicep.

Then, she ran up to him and opened up the same book. She flipped some pages and pushed the book towards him.

"The Barracks will allow us to train troops for attacks! For a level 1 Barracks, you can train Barbarians which are more than enough to deal with those pesky goblins!"

Ethan stopped for a second, before he pursed his lips thoughtfully.

"Is there a place called the Ivory Tower nearby?" He asked with intrigue.

Elda tilted her head and pinched her chin in puzzlement.

"Ivory Tower? I've heard of it, yes. It lies somewhere south-west from here towards the far edges of the ocean. It is inhabited by Wizards who extensively devout themselves to magical research. But they're really rude and brutish in their ways. They are hostile to everyone that ventures too close."

Ethan nodded in acknowledgement.

He had thought the entire sequence would be the same as the tutorial, but it seemed not so. The Ivory Tower as he remembered in game was something that was only mentioned once and never again. In the tutorial, the Wizards from the Ivory Tower would send 5 of their ranks to help the newly formed village. But here, it seemed that it was nowhere close to the village and the Wizards there were infamous for being rude and hostile.

Elda gazed at him expectantly, "Why do you ask Chief? Have you been there?!"

Ethan shook his head and decided to focus on the task at hand. He would make sense of everything later when he had dealt with the "tutorial" of the game turned reality.

He tapped the inky picture of the barracks that seemed to be handmade and the pages magical turned to display a large clearing. It was the same overhead view of the village. Only this one was on slightly yellowish paper and was embossed in ink.

Without too much thought, Ethan placed the barracks beside the army camp.

Elda took the book from him and opened up the door to the Town Hall.

The villagers and Ethan walked out and watched as the builder rushed out of his small hut and built the entire Barracks in a couple of seconds!

A couple of swings from the smiling man's hammer had already done the job! The Elixir and some gold coins mingled in the air, transforming into the iron and wood needed for the building. And as the Barracks was built, he was bombarded with a notification, both on the screen and from Elda.

"Now that the Barracks is done, you can personally train some Barbarians! More types of troops will be unlocked as you progress through the Barracks' levels!" Elda exclaimed happily. Her excitement was palpable and made Ethan smile, even though he was falling a bit behind in the entire situation.

"How do I train the troops?" He asked, feeling curious about the way the troops would be trained.

"You can either ask me and I'll provide you with the corresponding book page. Or you can personally go to the barracks and get the troops."

Nodding in acknowledgement, Ethan walked over to the Barracks with Elda.

"Let's see." Observing the large building that was 10 feet tall and the same distance across on each side, Ethan looked inside and found a cauldron.

The cauldron was stirring and under it were bottles of Elixir.

"Elixir?"

"Elixir is used to kickstart the troop training." She said.

"Kickstart? It doesn't fuel it?"

This was something that had always bugged him about the game logic. In the later stages of the Clash update, the troops had been made free to train. He wasn't too satisfied with the change but was nonetheless happy about it since he didn't have to spend half of his Elixir storages every time he wanted to attempt an attack, but there was also the fact that it just made sense for the troops to be born out of Elixir and for the resource to fuel their training.

Elda's eyes widened in surprise as she smiled toothily.

"You know a lot chief! Yes, that would be the case. Elixir is the magical energy of the world coalesced into a liquid form. It forms the basis of all life and new life can arise easily from it." Elda crossed her arms below her bosom and nodded sagely. "But our village is interesting! Because it is situated above a leyline, the magical density here is far far higher than other areas! In such a case, even if a single drop of Elixir is left, as long as it is used as a catalyst, the magical energy in the air will undergo a chain reaction! It will instead use itself as the fuel, with only a single drop of Elixir being used!"

There... feels like a lot of loopholes in that explanation... Ethan wasn't fully convinced by the explanation but magic was foreign to him in the first place. There was nothing he could understand by simply comparing his own knowledge to it.

Magic, as he had always understood it, was beyond the limitations of understanding. At least it was so in the real world. It was the reason it didn't exist too.

Anything that happened in the world could inherently be understood. But was that the case here?

Maybe I'll ask a wizard someday...

Ethan shook his head clear of the wandering thoughts and focused on the task.

The cauldron before him, it was large. Almost taking up the entire structure.

"How do I operate this?"

"Just say the name of the troop followed by the number." Elda replied.

"And what's the troop capacity for the army camp?"

"20 right now."

Ethan turned back to the Barracks and cleared his throat.

"I need Barbarians. 20 in number."

The cauldron stirred with magical dust, flashing a hundred different colours at once and began to stir rapidly.

The Elixir below the cauldron decreased a bit and in the space inside the cauldron, a magical shimmer began to glint incessantly!

Before long, out from the magical glow appeared a gigantic hulking man with yellow hair and a yellow beard; holding a sword in hand!

His entire upper body was naked, revealing a giant torso that was rippling with muscles and there were little garments he wore under. In the eyes of the man was such a barbaric rage that Ethan felt he might jump upon him and split his head open with the large steel sword he carrier!

A Barbarian!

A Barbarian had successfully been trained!

~~~


Chapter 3: Knowledge

The hulking brute of a man stood with a crazed look on his face, teeth gnashing and eyes unfocused as if he had seen atrocities never to be known to man and driven so beyond the human psyche with rage and terror that he had lost all semblance of a civilized being.

He had a large nose that was slightly reddened like his face and that moved in tandem with his heavy breaths. His breathing suggested a large amount of physical effort that had been spent by the man. Veins throbbed on his biceps and forearms as he held the short steel claymore with a vice like grip, never to let go of it.

A strange heat emanated from his body, unknown in it's nature and in it's origins.

He wore a brown kilt with a leather belt and a shield shaped buckle. And on each of his wrists was a spiked band.

"That's the barbarian, chief. Your first troop to be used in battle." Elda explained.

Ethan nodded without any thought, his eyes riveted to the majestic male specimen before him. There was indeed a small part of him that also wanted such a large and imposing physique.

Without any more delay, the Barbarian walked forward and out of the Barracks and genuflected before Ethan, slamming the tip of his sword into the dirt and lowering his head. It suggested intelligence that was beyond what one would expect from someone of his visage.

"Um... Ahem! Rise." Ethan said after clearing his throat. Truth be told, he still felt as if he was in some sort of a fever dream.

The Barbarian got up without a word. Then, without warning, he lifted his sword in the air and screamed.

Aargghhh!

And so, he dashed off towards the army camp.

Is there anything stopping me from having more units? Ethan thought while scratching his chin.

Just then, his thoughts were interrupted as Elda again spoke beside him.

"Chief, you can speed up the training of troops through the use of gems." She said.

"As of right now, you have a sum total of 500. Each gem is a potent form of pure magic which can be used to achieve unimaginable effects!"

"Pure magic?" Ethan asked, intrigued.

Elda nodded with confidence and keeping her hands on her hips, she went into her explanation mode.

"Each resource that the world has to offer are just different forms of magic. Elixir is formed when the underground water gets saturated through years of magical energy currents. Gold is formed in the same manner, except with stones. Once in a while, magic itself gets aggregated into small crystals. There are called Gems! As they are magic in it's purest forms, they contain massive power and can be used to even speed up time!"

Ethan nodded at her explanation.

It seems everything governs around magic... but what exactly is it? Is it supposed to be something like mana? It's certainly the most popular one, but would that apply here?

"Say..." Ethan spoke, "What exactly is magic?"

Elda raised an eyebrow.

"Magic is magic."

Ah right, that makes sense. Ethan nodded with silly smile. Like hell it does!

"No, but... what exactly is it defined as? Like... what does it operate on? Is it an energy?"

Elda stopped to think for a moment, furrowing her brows and humming along as if trying to pry into her brain to find out the secrets of the universe.

Then, she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Magic is magic."

Of course... it was all so obvious...

It would seem Elda was not so knowledgeable about magic and it's eccentricities.

Ethan shook his head.

"Forget it. I won't be using the gems. It's only a wait of slightly more than a minute." He said.

Elda only nodded and they both looked on towards the barracks.

The other villager women walked around the couple of buildings and some of the bushes and stones on the distance. For some strange and inexplicable reason, when they got closer to the obstacles, they clapped their hands. Ethan could not tell why that was the case. He had even seen an animation by Supercell that contained goblins trying to get applause from a villager after they saw her clapping at a tree.

Ethan shook off these thoughts for now. He would have all the time in the world to worry about such things. For now, he ought to complete the 'tutorial.'

Every 5 seconds, the Barracks produced a Barbarian. The small statured brutes walked out of the small building one by one, each carrying a short claymore in hand and a hulking physique.

They all looked exactly the same, as was in the game.

And before long, the 20 Barbarians were done.

"Great! Now that that's done, let us head to the Town Hall!" Without waiting for a response, Elda took Ethan's hand and took him towards the Town hall.

As they walked, Ethan could not help but have Sone thoughts about the villager's hands.

Her hands are... surprisingly soft... Is it because the village just spawned? But that can't be, since she has the knowledge about the Ivory Tower and such. Is magic at play again?

As they walked to the Town Hall, which wasn't too far, Ethan threw a glance at the Army Camp.

The Barbarian, 20 in number sat around with their claymores on the ground and laughed along and chatted about some stuff. Although Ethan himself could not understand what they were saying, they seemed to communicate just fine.

Some of them ran around the camp, never actually leaving the patch of grass that the army camp stood on.

Curious...

Elda led them through the gates of the town hall.

As they stepped into the hall, the warmly lit hall, adorned with various ceiling lanterns and torches came into view. At the center of the hall was a table and along the walls rested various doors that led to rooms. At the far end of the hall, opposite to the main door was a double door.

Leading him over to the large table, Elda let go of his hand and knocked twice onto the table.

And then, to the absolute surprise of Ethan, the table lit up with a magical shimmer.

"Holy... shit." Ethan muttered as he watched the dance of a thousand colours above the table, projected like a hologram.

Slowly but surely, the colours twisted and turned, morphing into what looked to be a map of the surrounding areas.

"Behold! The war map!" Elda exclaimed.

Turning to Ethan, she again went into explanation mode.

"Because the village is situated above a layline, the town hall can directly siphon the magic in the air to summon the troops through spacial anomalies. It is one of the reasons that the Town Hall is the most important building in the entire village.

"Aside from being the center of management and the heart of the village, it is made through special spells that can utilize magic power in the air. It can even store various magic items inside it without deterioration. As long as the Town Hall is standing, you can summon your troops anywhere the map can reach. Naturally, the range is limited as per the level of the town hall; the higher the level, the greater the range for troop production and the greater the spells that would be attached to it!"

Ethan nodded at the explanation. All things considered, it made some sense.

The town hall made use of magic to summon troops at specific locations. Simple as that.

At the level he was at, with a Town Hall level 2, there wasn't much the town hall could be used for. But the most elementary factor of the town hall, attacking, could be used easily.

"Then let us commence with the attack!" Elda exclaimed and took to controlling the hologram. She used her hands to manipulate the magic projection like a mobile touch screen. The map wasn't too large, expressing the low level of town hall that it operated in; neither was it too detailed.

There was a large forest on the map. That was the entirety of it, with the areas the map could not reach being depicted by a foggy boundary. At the center of the map was a small clearing which marked a large 'O'. It was their own village. And all around the village, namely in the South, South-west, East, North-east and North-west were small clearings in which small buildings stood tall with defenses to boot.

Stopping at the settlement to the east, Elda tapped on it twice. The map zoomed in, and a very peculiar symbol came on the hologram. Attack. It said.

"Before we attack, Chief, there's something I must also tell you." Elda commented.

"What is it?"

"Even the map itself has two modes. One is the overhead mode, which peers over the immediate vicinity of the village. While the other is the scout mode, which actively searches for other villages like ours. Those that are situated over the leylines." She said.

"There are other villages?" Ethan raised an eyebrow, but he wasn't too surprised by the fact.

"That's right! The world is expansive with hundreds of different areas and biomes. In fact, it seems to be almost endless. So far, no one has been able to mark the entirety of the world on a map." She continued. "The world contains thousands of leylines, each of which hold a village above them. The goblin settlements are equally numerous, with some even hijacking leylines. Those are the most troublesome as they may even span over dozens of kilometers and have goblin population in the millions."

Hearing her words, Ethan felt a slight shiver travel up his spine as he thought of hundreds of thousands of goblins March over the world, plundering gold and riches for themselves.

Elda pointed to the magical projection.

"As you can see, this is the overhead view. It shows the immediate area around the village and can be used to attack the nearby goblin settlements. No leyline villages can be seen from this mode. Leylines attract magic to them and become stronger over time. Because of that, every leyline is situated at least hundreds of kilometers away from each other. No two leylines can overlap, though one may become strong enough over time to dwarf the magic power of several. If you wish to know about ours, its on the lower end in terms of magic." She shook her head.

"Anyway, let me get to the point. A leyline naturally generates an area under it which is protected by a strong magic. It is called the shield. A shield can last as long as the leyline is blasting it's magic into the air, or if it is hit by a sufficiently strong attack." She pointed to the village on the map which had the large 'O' around it.

"The stronger the leyline, the more magic it can withhold and the longer it can last. Normally, attacking goblin villages does not have anything to do with such an arrangement." She explained, then, her face held a solemn expression.

"But the fault lies in the Scout map. Every time a spacial anomaly is created to go beyond the scanning abilities of the actual town hall, it uses the excess magic of the shield to fuel the attack and search for an opponent. That decreases the shield time and it would leave the village vulnerable to attacks."

"Why can't it just use the magic in the air like before?"

"It is so because the way it operates. The overhead map serves as echolocation. It uses the magic in the air to find the magic further from the village. And since the distance is so small, not much magic is needed. But when talking about an attack on another village, not only does it need more magic power, it also needs a different way to create the said map. That magic power is taken from the shield since there's just so much of it." She said.

Ethan again had to nod. From the explanation, magic was beginning to sound more and more like a form of energy, but again, he would not jump to conclusions based off of half baked knowledge.

And again, the explanation made some sense. It also explained the shield mechanic of the game.

"Now, onto the next part. If you want to attack another village, you can either wait for their shield to run out, or you can try the other method." Elda smiled.

"Which is a 'shield clash'. It involves using your own shield to bash the opponent's shield and getting rid of both in the process. Of course, if your shield has less magic than the opponent's it is bound to fail."

"Then how can you tell?"

"You can't. It's just guess work. Well, not at this stage anyways." Elda shrugged her shoulders and turned again to the map.

"One question before we move on." Ethan interrupted.

"How does the shield regenerate?"

"It does so on it's own. Or you can use gems!"

"What about when the village has been recently attacked? Does the shield appear automatically?"

"No. Why would that be the case? It takes time for the leyline to generate another shield." Elda tilted her head cutely.

"Ah... okay."

~~~

A/N: Info dump.


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