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Chapter 477: General Cassia

First, thanks to @HIRAK BARUA for his support

Second, I added all the Discord Gallery pics on instagram @don_dokhmesy, let's abuse this novel to have tons of followers.

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"Kn… Knight Brother Jonrad?"

The situation was awkward to the point of cringing. Jon hated many things and being confused with his old man was one of those things.

"Wash your mouth, woman." He retorted, "God gave me a handsome face as he gave people wind and rain, it is not my fault that bastard was carrying an umbrella."

Hearing Jon's reply, General Cassia realized she was completely wrong. Jon let go of her sword and they two took a step away from one another.

"You are not Jonrad… you can't be… Jonhild?" She said.

"..." Jon frowned once this woman uttered his birth name.

She looked like someone in a complete daze as she held her head from the surprise.

"Jonhild, what on Nirn are you doing here?" She said.

"Do I know you, woman?" He asked.

"You don't? They never told you about someone called Cassia before?" She asked.

Jon kept a safe distance as he tried to remember the name but nothing came to mind so he shook his head. To that, she sighed with a disheartened face.

"No wonder! Once Tyr became on the Wanted list and I got promoted, there have been a few chances to reach one another." She said.

"... Wait! What does this have to do with Uncle Tyr?" He asked.

"Long time ago, your father and uncle served as Blades, I knew them from the academy. After the Great War, your parents headed to Hammerfell and I followed the injured Tyr to Skyrim. We got married and… at least we used to be." She said while pulling out a string with a ring tied around her neck.

Jon could recognize the ring. It was indeed a pair to the same one Tyr carries around his neck. Jon felt like not knowing what to say in this sort of situation.

"… O-Okay… no hard feelings, right?"

"Hahaha! None at all.'

What kind of situation is that? Jon wondered.

To run into Tyr's ex-wife here of all places, this is by no means a merry encounter.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you on the run and supposedly hiding in Cyrodiil?" She asked.

"Is that what the crippled Imperial Intelligence Agency has on me?" He asked.

She thought and nodded.

"I am hired by the Governor of Stros M'kai while the one that appears in Cyrodiil is an actor I pay for to keep the spies busy chasing ghosts." He said.

"... You can't be serious!" She was taken aback but then narrowed her eyes, "Why tell me?"

"Obviously, the Penitus Oculatus won't believe you. I assume your divorce with Uncle Tyr had to do with you being a General and him being a Wanted man. They will think you are defending your ex's relative and put you in a bad situation." He said.

She blinked a few times seeing that he didn't miss a thing.

"But the more important reason was that I needed some time to distract you while locating my companions and also to finish the Teleportation spell."

"Wha…"

"It was nice to see you, auntie. Let's meet again. Ciao!" And Jon disappeared from his place.

General Cassia kept looking around and almost facepalmed but she let out a long breath in the end.

"Those red-headed giants can't just stay put."

***

Away from where Cassia is, Jon appeared on a mountain road. The area was north to Rihad and Jon had a good view of the battlefield.

No matter how he looks at it, he was enthralled by the majestic moves of the cavalry on the battlefield. Compared to this kind of combat, modern warfare is bland and senseless. No wonder the denizens of this world were very easy-going with the idea of war.

Jon never liked war. That's why he put all his resources into one of two options. Grow beyond the strength of the enemy or Avoid conflict altogether. That is of course from a ruler perspective, Jon as a person is by no means a pacifist. He just didn't like open conflicts where death roams senseless. It was the normal mentality of someone who grew up knowing the horrors of war from modern times.

It was said that on Earth before World War I, people had the same old view of war as this world. To them, it was the field of glory and chivalrous deeds people even celebrated the department of the soldiers, however, World War I marked the end of such beliefs and everything changed with the announcement of World War II for those who once celebrated cried tears of bitter dread.

Thus he never thought of changing his view to fit his second life, he didn't study the art of war and left that for others fully understanding his Aptitude for Disasters.

Now, the negative thoughts had to fly away because it is...

"… about bloody time."

Jon finally heard the galloping horses coming closer. He stood in the middle of the mountain road and waited for the arrival of Dalilah.

On the opposite side, Dalilah came riding her zombie horse in an exceeding speed while putting all kinds of magic traps behind her to hinder Isha.

"Damn it! How did it turn like that? Why is she here?"

Dalilah was infuriated by the fact that the carefully devised plan she came up with is now facing mortal danger. Isha has returned with the Spear of Bitter Mercy in hand, everything is on the brink of falling apart if the Worm Cult isn't aware.

If Isha is here, then the Labourer of Azura is not far behind.

The Worm Cult knows that he is a mercenary called Krilon who originated from Skyrim. Many suspects on the list of being Krilon and countless assassins were sent to bring the heads of those suspects but the real Krilon keeps popping up out of nowhere. For example, in front of her right now.

"Licence and registration, please."

She couldn't even understand what kind of being appeared on the road in her way. She felt an unfathomable amount of power coming from that person and senselessly avoided contact with him leading her zombie horse off the road to the edge of the cliff. She was thrown completely off balance facing the ground and falling to her demise but in a second, a large hand appeared mysteriously, grappled her from the fall and pulled her up.

"That may be the worst way to pull over I have seen in my days. Thankfully, no public or private property in that direction but it still will cost you a fine."

Once she regained her senses, she found herself being held by a ridiculously large hand made of Ebony, the owner of the hand seemed to be the one caused her to fall from the road.

"Wha… What are you?"

"Road patrol, ma'am. You were stopped for excessive speeding."

She was stupefied by the unreasonable answer.

"Wait! You are that mage!" Maybe due to darkness and him being in all black, Dalilah recognized Jon a bit later than expected.

"Yes, but currently I'm on road duty. Anyway, it's nice to finally see you, Dalilah. Heard a lot of awful shit about you. Corpse Dealing, Necromancy, 1st Class Murder… I mean, the Excessive Speeding will be the least of your worries."

Dalilah was done with Jon's rambling and finally showed resistance. From her mouth, she spat a dart towards the eye gap of the mask. Jon simply moved his head and the dart was deflected by the forehead metal.

"Bad Dalilah." Jon said and tightened the grip of [Ahzidal's Titan First] on her.

*Crack* *Crackcrackcrackcrack*

"ARGH! AAAAAAH!"

Just like dry bread crumbling, Jon caused Dalilah's bones to experience agony. Former Battlelord or not, getting that amount of bones broken is a no return point for anyone. Jon threw her on the ground and removed [Greed] from his gauntlets, he then came beside her, held her head, and stuffed his hand in her mouth.

At that time, Isha managed to catch up and jumped off the Atronach Horse with her face twisted like the devil.

"Leave her to me." She shouted at Jon.

"Okay, okay. Just let me take out those razors hidden in her mouth. Damn, there are darts, razors, a poison pill, tiny stuff. Wow! Look at that larynx, now that's something that can handle a Deepthroat. Tsk tsk tsk, I always had a good impression of girls who can give a deepthroat."

"Hey, move aside." Isha stormed towards Jon and pulled him off Dalilah. "If someone is hiding something in their fucking maws, do this."

She picked a small stone from the ground and stuffed it in Dalilah's mouth.

Punch! Punch! Punch!

Three consecutive hook punches to Dalilah's face with a stone in her mouth caused a weird sound to come out… alongside all blood, teeth, and… basically everything.

"And here I thought I was the bad cop."

Jon shook his head and turned around to block the road as it seemed that the Chargers and the Imperials have finally caught up.

"Licence and registration, please."

[A/n: "Tyr and Cassia" image was added.]

***

An hour after the chase to the mountains, the situation stabilized inside the walls of Rihad and most of the Necromancers were hunted down. Those who escaped were the Elite Necromancers that were difficult to deal with.

Still, the city was saved.

According to the Worm Cult's plan. Stros M'kai, Rihad, Dragonstar, and Elinhir were essential to control before anything else to block any outside assistance. After all, they were Hammerfell gates to Summerset, Cyrodiil, High Rock, and Skyrim respectively.

Two of the four states resisted the undead invasions successfully. Elinhir fell with little to no resistance and Dragonstar is enduring the siege. This was a massive rock in their plans but the cult still hasn't played all the big cards.

In Rihad, Jon descended the mountain following Isha and behind them were the two teams of the Redguard Chargers and the Imperial Legionnaires.

Down there, General Cassia and the rest of the two factions were gathered in a tense atmosphere. Kareem wasn't pleased that Jon locked the mountain road but he had an understanding of the latter's power and the things he should and shouldn't complain about so he wasn't planning on making trouble. Once Jon and Isha appeared in front of the two factions, General Cassia took the chance to speak first.

"Where is Dalilah?"

Jon stood far and Isha walked by not answering… or rather ignoring anything said to her. Once she crossed by General Cassia, she handed the General a severed head.

"So you don't say we didn't leave you some face."

Cassia held on to the head and looked at Isha who had a relaxed smile on her face.

"We needed her for interrogation." Cassia said in a scolding manner.

Isha walked away and tossed the knife she borrowed from Mirren back to him.

"She wouldn't have said anything in the first place. Also, we already know everything." Jon spoke and continued, "That was just to satisfy your curiosity, General. We are not obligated to answer any of your questions."

Kareem became pleased with the way Jon spoke to the Imperials and decided to nod with a smile.

"You know everything? This is the Worm Cult we're dealing with, do you have any idea how far their roots extend, Jo…"

"Please, refrain from using my name for the sake of politics." Jon said.

"Then what do you know?" She persisted.

"As he said before, we are not obligated to answer your questions, Imperial. Turn back to your Emperor and tell him that Hammerfell doesn't need his help. If you stay, we will be forced to remove you by force." Kareem stepped in.

General Cassia was depending on using her acquaintance with Jon to smoothen the talk with Kareem but a Crown Redguard Prince and a Nordic Thane are nothing if not the most stubborn people in the world.

She felt stressed by the current situation. A few days ago, some Forebear Nobles escaped into Cyrodiil and sought out asylum to the Imperial Legion claiming that Hammerfell has fallen to the Undead, they also carried a message from their leader asking help from the Imperials. The situation sparked the interest of the Emperor once all the contacts in Hammerfell were cut and a Soul Snare network was confirmed to be up. By the long animosity between the Empire and the Worm Cult, it was a good chance to take them down once they are out in the open and the Seventh Imperial Legion was mobilized.

There was also an order that was passed under the table for General Cassia and that was to get the full support of the Forebears which is a good chance to return to Hammerfell after 25 years of its independence. But now with a Crown Prince being the first thing they run into, this expedition was bound to fail.

Still, a war hero like General Cassia was much more experienced than Jon and Kareem combined when it comes to war.

"So, you two will gather the men, rally the soldiers and call for Holy War?" She asked.

"I like the term. Hey, we can use that for recruitment. Holy War against the Evil Cult in the name of whatever God you guys agree on." Jon said.

"That's indeed a nice idea. A 'Make Way' for Redguards people to rise against the undead." Kareem played along.

"My point is which direction will your campaign take?" She asked.

Jon paused to understand what she was throwing to but Kareem could see what she is aiming for.

"From Rihad, there are two ways in Hammerfell, Northwest and Northeast. You want us to take one so you take the other." He asked.

"You can't fight on two fronts even if you have him on your side." General Cassia replied pointing at Jon, "The Worm Cult needs to be dealt with before they achieve whatever they after."

"Reincarnation of the Worm King." Jon said.

The way he revealed the aim of the cult for her made her go pale.

"What? It can't be true."

"I told you, we already know everything."

"But… Mannimarco… this is bad! You seriously need our help then." She insisted.

"Then it's by our terms. We can't risk fighting two snakes in one hole." Kareem said, "You Imperials take the northeastern front."

"Impossible. The Northwest is too large for your warband to cover." Cassia felt that her plan backfired.

"We are Chargers. The north is a rocky area where we can't charge and as you said, we have him." Kareem said.

The negotiations continued for an hour between Kareem and Jon on one side and General Cassia on another. She wasn't happy to be forced to take the narrow road North but if she made a bad connection with the first Redguard Lord she runs into, things would be extremely hard later on.

In the end, she agreed to Kareem's terms.

Kareem told Jon that he can't trust the Imperials for many good reasons. The Empire's politics is vast and even if General Cassia was sincere about uprooting the cult, the Imperial Politicians will come later to collect a debt he is, by no means, going to pay. Jon agreed with him due to his prior experience with the Imperial Politicians.

By that, the temporary alliance was formed.

Cassia left Jon with a word that if the two fronts went well, they should be meeting again at the gates of Sentinel, capital of Hammerfell.

Following the negotiations, Kareem marched in Rihad leading the Hunding Chargers and announcing the end of the Cult's Siege, he met the Dervishes of Rihad and the remaining nobles by the end of the day and formed an alliance that will march to the Northwest after gaining 2000 men from Rihad. It was called "The Alliance of HoonDing" taking Prince Kareem as its leader.

[A/n: HoonDing is the Deity of Perseverance and Make Way, his known avatars are Frandar Hunding, Diagna, Ebonarm, Prince A'tor and Cyrus. I was not sure what "Make Way" means but reading in UESP about HoonDing and arriving at an ESO book called "The Manifesto of Make Way", I think it is a less controversial way of adding the concept of Jihad in the Redguard culture judging by the fact that they are based on Arabs and Moors.]

Jon watched everything conclude from the sides while fading in the background as the Court Wizard of Stros M'kai. Beside him, his group was sharpening their knives for the big fight about to arrive.

"Mirren, don't use that knife from now on." He said.

"Why?".

"Isha used it to torture that Dalilah woman."

"And?"

"It went everywhere."

"Everywhere?"

"Yes, brother, everywhere. Places where the sun don't shine."

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Chapter 478: A Task from Boethiah

The Alliance of HoonDing was a change for the better in Hammerfell, a Martial Alliance between the local Forebears and Crowns as well as the independent factions. The goal of "getting rid of the walking dead" unified the factions that were in dispute for years and led them northeast.

Prince Kareem was titled the Leader of the Alliance and his Court Wizard Krilon dominated the position of the High Mage of the Alliance despite the fierce competition from the recently joined mages. It was safe to say that in front of Jon's destructive powers, even the Master Mages didn't want to cross spells with him. Still, Jon utilized both [Greed] and [Lust] to keep a low profile granting him a mysterious background.

On the 14th or Rain's Hand (April), 4E 200; the Alliance swept and mopped the undead across the Republics of Rihad and Teneth crossing the rivers Tark and Irk reaching halfway in the Crown State of Gilane. There, the situation was much better than the Forebear Republics.

In Gilane, the Alliance of HoonDing has reached 7000 in total and started to face serious opposition from some local lords regarding the policies. It was safe to say that Jon paid each Lord a visit making sure whether or not they were traitors that joined the Worm Cult or just fools who want to stuff politics in the time of great crisis.

There were indeed some traitors among those lords but Jon pointed them out in less than a few hours, after that, the whole front was united again and no one dared to question the heroism of Prince Kareem or his Court Wizard.

Still, the only hurdle that made Kareem grind his teeth was the Governor of Hew's Bane. That governor was the same guy that rejected the help of Stros M'kai and almost sank two of their boats claiming that there is no way that a small island like Stros M'kai can survive on its own. This Governor appeared by the day of departure, he claimed that he is forming an Alliance to rid Hammerfell from the undead and he has reached out to his friends in the Empire so the Seventh Imperial Legion will arrive to assist him.

That moment, Jon himself jumped off his seat, took off his mask for the first time in public after applying [Lust] to change his appearance into a Redguard then he started beating the Governor of Stros M'kai and stripped him naked from his fancy clothes and threw him across the camp. The aids of the Governor of Hew's Bane wanted to defend their Lord but still faced the same fate under the heavy hands of the infuriated Jon.

"That's FUCKING it! I don't give a FUCK anymore! Stop FUCKING up with my FUCKING plans, you FUCKING fucktards!" He FUCKING shouted.

The political state in Hammerfell was as weird as in High Rock and the Empire combined. The land was divided on the Lord of the Crowns and the Forebears.

While the Crowns are narrow-minded and xenophobic, the Forebears are more flexible and friendly to foreigners. This may look like a plus to the Forebears but many events showed how treacherous they can be when they switch sides. The story of Hilda and Jonrad when they were betrayed by their allies in Hammerfell was an example of that.

The Crowns mostly don't like foreigners but not to a hostile degree. They are mostly just similar to the Nords and the High Elves.

Those two factions existed ever since the Yukodans arrived in Hammerfell and had both good and evil in their ranks as anything else.

Anyway, after the events of Gilane, Kareem had a private meeting with Jon and his team to discuss how to proceed from now on.

"I must say I never expected a Warband of a 1000 Hunding Chargers to turn into an army of more than 7000 HoonDing Soldiers, history will remember us, friends."

"Indeed." Jon nodded. "For the good and for the bad."

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves then. Right now, the Lords of the Alliance expect me to come with a decision regarding the next direction. Hew's Bane is behind us but we can rest assured that its governor has already cleared it from Undead despite being the idiot he is. Now, we have two directions. Hegathe and Sentinel.

Hegathe is where most of the undead are and where the refugees come from. The city of Hegathe has faced a great deal of destruction at the hands of the leader of the cult. I know we need to meet with the Imperials and the King at Sentinel but we can strike Hegathe at once and be done with it. If we choose to go to Sentinel which is our second direction, we will waste a lot of time.

For myself, I say we strike Hegathe and be done with it." Kareem said.

"Haste makes waste, Kareem. We can't attack Hegathe. Don't let those petty achievements you made get to your head." Jon responded.

"But we have a chance…"

"To run in a clouded territory where the enemy is the strongest and their Soul Snare spell make them even stronger? In case you haven't noticed, the Necromancers are getting stronger the more we head west, we can't risk the men marching behind us, Kareem."

Jon and Kareem had opposite opinions which was not the first time happening. However, Kareem was smart enough to know that Jon's opinion is always based on many future calculations.

"So you are saying we should march in the desert?"

"I didn't say that. I'm waiting for the midget to share her divination with us." Jon pointed at Beth.

"I have news." She said.

Everyone looked at her waiting what their seer found out.

"I'll start with the good news about the situation in the North. The Imperials have managed to free Elinhir and Dragonstar, they gathered a lot of local lords and were joined by some unexpected powerful allies from Skyrim." She said.

"Oh! And who might those be?" Mirren asked.

"The Nordic Companions." She replied.

"Huhu! The boys are coming to play. Man, I never expected to hear of them this early." Jon became excited.

"Your friends?" Isha asked.

"Not all of them but they are cool. What else is there, shorty?" He asked.

"The bad news, it is regarding Hegathe and the Alik'r Desert."

"We're listening."

"As the Champion of Boethiah said, Hegathe is too dangerous. We may have faced many kinds of undead up until now but the true power of the cult is focused on two points, one in the Alik'r in the other in Hegathe." She said.

"And what of the Citadel of Ebonarm? Shouldn't they control the Alik'r." Kareem asked.

"... They were forced back."

"What?" Isha jumped off her seat.

"Impossible!" Even Jon exclaimed.

The grim look on their faces was carrying a shocked meaning to it. The Citadel is strong much like the Companions of Skyrim. No one can push back those battle crazed maniacs with normal strength.

"They retreated to the main Citadel near Sentinel and abandoned most of the Mosques and Halls across the desert including the Ansei Pyramid in the Dead Sand region, the only reason that happened was the vessel of Mannimarco. Zain has personally moved to eradicate the Citadel."

Those words left a ringing silence in the room.

Zain himself pushed back the Citadel. His powers seemed to have grown considerably, even Jon doesn't think he can push everyone in the Citadel on his own.

"You've got to shitting me!" Isha slapped the table and went out.

She was frustrated by the fact that her brother was the one who did such a thing. Their Master, his wife, the people of the Citadel; these are all the family of Zain and Isha. Yet the foul Cult and the Daedra simply use him to their gains just like that. It was infuriating.

Mirren walked up and went after her.

"Please tell me that is the end of the bad news." Jon asked.

"Then I would be lying." Beth replied.

Jon closed his eyes and took a breath.

"Well, do your worst."

"The Cult is forming a new Horde of Undead in the Ansei Pyramid instead of the one you destroyed in the Ghost World."

"And?"

"Boethiah has a task for you." She said.

Jon paused looking at Beth closely.

"Boethiah? Why? I don't remember being her Labourer."

"Even better, you are the Champion."

"Sigh! What does your mistress want?" Jon asked with an annoyed face.

"Hehehe, I saved the best for the last. Our agents have discovered the location of the Cult of Clavicus Vile and it is not far from here." She said.

"And?" Jon didn't seem interested.

Beth smiled and got closer to him.

"Every artifact, every treasure, every rare thing Zain has gathered for Clavicus Vile. It is all there. A Vault filled with things a Daedric Prince craved for is just there for the taking and only the most accomplished thief from Riften who pulled the most ridiculous of heists can reach it."

"..."

Those words said by that tiny girl made a large man like Jon tremble. It wasn't from any emotion other than excitement.

For a very long time, he longed for nothing. He had no desire to steal anything for he was already too rich to care but now… Catatoskr had a challenge.

"Prince Kareem, I believe we are already in agreement about where to go next." Jon said.

"Indeed. Hegathe is a tough nut to crack and the Citadel needs our help. Meeting our allies in the north and uniting the fronts is also good. I'll mobilize the forces."

Kareem understood the severity of the situation and started preparing. Even if they attacked Hegathe, being exposed to the Alik'r desert from the back is sheer madness. Crossing the desert may be not wise but what else can they do?

On the other hand, Jon took Beth to the side and sat facing each other.

"Now tell me, little Beth. What will I be stealing?" Jon said with a wide smile.

"Little Beth? I remember being called Midget and Shorty just a while ago." She said.

"And you have my sincere apology. Now tell me, I haven't stolen anything since the [Ebony Blade] in Whiterun and that was ages ago." He said.

"Okay okay, don't be so excited. It is in a place on the road to Hegathe called Shady Grove."

"Shady Grove? I see, it is not far on the map. Do you have more details?"

"No, not that you need it. Go there and look for any presence for the Cult of Clavicus Vile, infiltrate, steal and come out. Simple, right?"

"No no no! I haven't stolen anything in ages, I must make it the most dramatic heist ever. What do you think? Which identity should I use?"

"That's none of my business."

"Okay, I'll go there and empty the vaults? Is there any bonus quest or anything?"

"No… or maybe there is. Get any dirt of Clavicus Vile while you are at it." She said.

"Come on, dirt on a Daedric Prince? I need a shovel to unearth the fucker, his last name is Vile for heaven's sake. Well, how about this? He is a dog person."

"Fair enough." Beth was patiently keeping up with Jon's excitement.

"Ok. What is my reward?" Jon rubbed his hands while asking.

"Whatever you steal is yours?" She said.

"Come on! Boethiah can throw a thing or two her good ol' champion."

"Hmmm! How about a blessing?" She asked.

"You mean like that Blessing of Isha that can make everything go in a swirl?"

"No, each Daedric Prince has a few dozens of those blessings lying around. You'll get a suitable one."

"Okay, I'm in. A Blessing of Boethiah, that should be a good one." He looked up wondering what kind of blessing it is but then he spotted Miranda sitting silently and reading from a book.

"Hey, Mera. You and your brother have a Blessing of Mephala, right? What is it like?" He asked.

Miranda froze in her place as if she remembered something extremely horrible.

"... D… don't wanna talk about it." She said and buried her face in the book.

"Hm! Why? Is something wrong…" He was just asking but she teleported away.

"Okay… what was that about?" Jon asked Beth.

"You know, some things are just too sensitive to talk about especially the Blessing of Mephala those twins have." Beth said.

"Is it that worthless?" Jon asked.

"Actually the opposite, I've never heard of a blessing that ridiculous before. If I am correct, which is always the case, that Blessing can make them as strong as you once you go all out." She said.

"... The Hell! Those two can do something like that? Why didn't they do it before? We could have just solved almost anything." Jon was taken aback.

"Well… you see… you know that thing you always tease Mirren about. The G…"

"Language, girl." Jon flicked her forehead, a minor should say those words.

[A/n: she's talking about the Gay Scene.]

"Well, if they used that Blessing of Mephala, that thing may come true… in some way." She dropped the bomb on Jon.

*heavy breathing*

Jon couldn't help but exclaim.

"After that heist, I'm going to have a few words with Mephala."

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