Chapitre 48: The Games Part 5 50v50 disappointment
Bobs Pov
Sitting on my throne overlooking the arenas I was paying more attention to the reports I was receiving from my holy spirits as they told of the progress of everyone trying to contact the people who have shown talent in almost any field which was no small amount as during the merchant breaks so far there have been people selling custom made armor and weapons to food that buffed your stats permanently upon eating it only worked once per specialized meal. most people agreed to the offers with requests for specialized equipment they needed or higher pay which was all acceptable as they were hired on and a proper meeting was set up for after the games were done. this caught my attention for the rest of the fights as nothing was spectacular as it ended up being just like the 1v1s where they fought on the own against there target and once they were done they either just rested and waited for them to end before either they won or their partner died and they went to finish the fight and the times they did fight together there were times they were more of a hindrance to each other than help as their attacks would collide with there allies and that happened more often than naught.
Feeling a taping on my side I looked over to see Cilys. "Come on you have to say something for the champions can't just sit there in another world."
Standing up I look towards two War trolls who were in complete plate male with gauntlets on their fist that were coated with golden runes. What surprised me the most was that war trolls were considered wild Demon beasts with no sign of intelligence. Tho a few were trained before from my understanding but were labeled as you were lucky for 1 to be trained of 100 so for two its very rare almost as rare for two to gain intelligence. tho if they were both War troll elders it would make sense since they have been known to show very basic signs of intelligence. (AN. https://www.creativeuncut.com/gallery-20/koar-troll.html. Just a reminder that's what war trolls look like.)
"So I don't know what to feel except surprised to see two war trolls claiming first place. Now may I ask what your wishes are?"
Looking down at the war troll they looked towards each other as the slightly bigger one moved forwards a little standing upon its two legs making it a frightening 20 feet tall as it staired up towards me.
"Der'il. Mek. rij. te. M'e."
Well, Shit. I thought languages were all translated by the system in my domain. How do I go about this?
[You along with 12,323 people have discovered Dirum troll tongue. language added to your known languages.]
[As you are a god with a mortal domain all within your domain will be able to speak Dirum troll tongue. Anywho speak Dirum troll tongue within your domain regularly will learn to speak the language without your help.]
Smiling I look down towards the war trolls. "I am sorry but could you repeat that."
"No. Worries. Asked. Many. Times. Want. You. Train. Young. Provide. Armour. Provide. Weapons."(AN. they speak slowly reason for periods and in words. Their vocal cords aren't meant for speaking so its hard on them.)
"Making armor of that scale will be a problem right now as we don't have a lot of blacksmiths and none from my knowledge have worked on anything of that size. But it can be done. Just it won't be perfect fits as we will generalize the armor to your youngs sizes. Weapons will be easier to do but we will need to figure out what type of weapons you want. Now for training your young, we don't have anyone fit to train your young as we don't even have many trainers for our army and are currently working on that so if we find someone that can train your young to fight we will. Does that work for you?."
"Is. Acceptable." Lowering back down as it's on all fours it moves its way towards the entrance.
As I was already up I welcomed announced the start of the 5v5s. before sitting back down.
Time passed the 5v5 I found disappointing I was expecting to see some strategy but almost every group it was just a 1v1 no plans no teamwork just rush at the closest person. Then the 10v10s and I was even more disappointed as it was even more chaotic like a bar brawl. making me wish to just walk away and not even witness watch what was to come in the 50v50 but none the less I had to watch it.
Just as I expected it was utterly disappointing the winners were a group of Goblins that we're able to work together slightly and won with very simple tactics of taunting and running around while their shamans, archers, and trappers prepared unchallenged except for a few instances of disturbances that were quickly solved by the distractions drawing their attention.
Standing up from my seat with a visible frown across my face I scan through all the groups.
"Before I ask what you want as a prize I want to say something. I am actually very pissed at this outcome and this also brought to my attention a very big problem among all of you. You all cant fight in a group worth shit. Most of you hitting or even killing your allies making it to about 50% of the deaths on your team was team kills. Which by no means is acceptable I don't care what your reasoning is but it became very apparent to me that the reason why you all lost the last 3 holy wars as they are called is because not a single one of you except for a band of goblins knows what teamwork is and before a single one of you say them were all champions there are only 2 champions there a warrior and a shaman champion who by no means would warrant a lose in a well trained group of warriors who knew what they were up against and you did know what you were up against and along with the fact goblins are not that strong which meant one of you could take on 2-3 goblins alone without a problem but somehow managed to struggle as 50 against 50 of them."
Taking a deep breath I scan the crowds which some were offended while some were surprised and some even looked angry with a look thinking of the fight.
"Look, I am not trying to make this hard for you but this has to be brought up and now is better than never. When you became citizens of Sanctuary I took it as my responsibility to all of you that you have what you need to make it to the next day not just living but thriving. When a problem is pushed onto your lap you either have the means to fix it your self or can easily get some help with it. I know some of you feel discontent with me as you believe I have a feast every day off all your hard work but I have been spending the last 3 weeks finding everything I can about your race pasts what lead to the hate between races. How each holy war was lost what could be fixed and it wasn't mentioned in anything aI found that you could not fight as a group. You may be able to mingle among each other very easily but you can't fight together as it is right now as you are not able to fight among the ones you know very well."
Taking a deep breath calming myself slightly I look back onto the crowd.
"I tend to change this. Starting once this is over I will demand attendance from every citizen over the age of 18 or above to attend as I will personly teach you one thing and that is to watch for your allies and know when to help them. as that is what I can teach you and that seems what you are severely lacking. This will last until I deem you all ready to be able to at least acknowledge the others around you. Then after I will demand basic military training after I find suitable teachers. For all of you will be paid for showing up as it will be taking away from your profit daily and I know soon with money in circulation you will need the money for you basic necessities tho I will make sure basic necessities are purchasable with what you make and with extra to save or do whatever you want with it.
There's so much I have to do."
Turning towards the goblins who right now are looking quite proud I just smile chuckling to myself.
"Ok, little guys what can I get for you."
The shaman champions walk forward looking up at me with a slight bow.
"Ohh might god of feral magic and death grant these loyal followers women as our woman have been lost with the merging of the many worlds. Also if you would be willing to, so great one would you be willing to grant my clan your blessing so we may be better suited to you."
[Clan Feral claw wishes to become a blessed race of goblins. Will consume 10,000 Faith to mutate the goblin race. Yes/No]
Taking a deep breath I look towards the little guys all staring at there chief nervously while glancing at me slightly afraid. looking over at my faith which has been developing at a fast past I though for the past few days which barely hit 11,000 faith. I took a deep breath then selected yes.
After I select yes a giant Black pillar descended from the sky landing on the goblins while also in multiple places in the stands multiple pillars like the giant one descended hitting some of the goblins in the stands. as the pillars left what was in their place was black cacoons with multiple colors wrapped around it.
"I guess that is it for the games today as it seems to be getting quite late and I don't want to go moving these little guys cacoons." Turning around I made my way towards the exit near my seat before a voice Ooh so wished not to hear right now rang in my ear.
{{People of Jag The immortals have grown dissatisfied with the similarities in some of the properties of the system. Now here is the answer to these problems. Do not worry for mortals shall receive a small gift upon reading through the system patch.
Yours truly, Og}}
You have to be fucking with me now.
Authors note(too big for authors note)
I know this wasn't what most were expecting neither was I but I was watching a show and I noticed the allies fought in a formation together trained and despite being clearly weaker and outnumbered but they still won. Now I know its just because they are the good guys. but then I went back and watched it again but paying attention to the enemies and they fought in a disorderly manner charging in killing their allies in their own charge and I noticed. that's their weakness the "Unholy races" weakness they cant fight with others as they only fight with themselves in mind or in a bloodthirsty craze not caring for who they hit with there attacks. Then I looked into other shows, games, and stories and they were almost all very similar and I was like Ooh. So I went back to the chapter I was writing and deleted it all and changed it to match what I found right.
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