Chapitre 13: Chapter Thirteen: Heavyweight.
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~~~~(Point of view: Azrael Sanchez)~~~~
~~~~(Date: 275 AC)~~~~
After setting things straight about how I wanted the carts to be made, I decided to build a giant workshop, only it would be without walls, with only a stone floor and a high ceiling.
Soon, a workshop of about three thousand square meters was erected, and leaving the materials that would be needed, such as wood, fabrics, iron, and glass, I left the workshop, making it clear that if they needed anything else, they should let me know.
With the workshop ready, I headed for a part away from the Khalasar, accompanied by my blood riders and the wolves.
The reason I was here was that I wanted to summon an animal big and strong enough to be able to carry and move the wagons forward. While I could do that with the help of horses, the number of horses I would need for that task would be overwhelming, not to mention that they would not be the most suitable animals for that.
So, I decided on the Ravager, a quadrupedal and rather fast creature, especially considering its large size, which was hostile to beings against players, villagers, and iron golems.
While that might give me enough reasons not to go down that road, the need to have creatures of that caliber, which would make my life a little easier, motivated me to continue.
So I set about creating a concrete fence big enough to hold nine horses and still have room left over.
With the cage ready, I summoned the first Devastator to this world, and upon appearing in the empty cage, a large, dark brown, oversized beast materialized.
The Devastator, resembling a large bull, with incredible musculature and an even more astonishing height, occupied the space of the cage, standing three and a half meters (11.5 feet) tall and about six meters long (20 feet).
The Devastator wore thick metal bracelets on his legs, with metal plates over his body, along with a large saddle on his back, which was fitted to his body with the help of a thick chain.
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I knew that in the game there was no clear way how to tame a devastator; however, I knew that by including Mods in the game, you could achieve this purpose; you would just need to spur one and grant it a name with the help of a tag.
So, hoping it would work, I pulled out a tag and gave it the name #1, and flying close to the animal, I planted the name tag and...
It worked!
It had worked; in my mind, I felt the presence of the imposing animal, fierce demeanor, and snarling attitude, manifest themselves..... Come to think of it, would my connection to the animals I managed to tame from Minecraft is as if it were a Warg? While I couldn't enter the minds of my wolves, I could sense where they were, and how they felt, and even command them without needing to speak to them.
As if we had a mental connection, it was a bit strange and complicated to explain, but in the end, the same sensation I felt with the wolves, I also felt now with the Warg.
Deciding that the animal presented no danger, I started now to build a large corral, two meters high, where I could contain all the devastators I needed.
Now, I needed to know if it still posed a danger to my Khalasar or the villagers of Minecraft, since its only food was villagers.
Since I didn't want to endanger anyone, I decided to add two more concrete walls to the cage at one end, leaving a wide path for three people to pass through without any problems and, placing a thick metal fence attached to the wall connecting the path to the cage itself, I then decided to remove the wall.
A few minutes later, a villager arrived, a bricklayer, if I could identify him by his attire.
The man was reluctant to be near the great beast, being aware that no matter how much he was enclosed in a large concrete cage four meters high, he was still very dangerous.
"My Khal, I was told you needed help with something important," the man told me, still not taking his eyes off the Devastator.
"Yes, I tamed the devastator; however, I still don't know if it is still weak with human flesh; that is where I need your help," I told him, managing to see how surprised he was when I told him I had donated the animal.
"What do I have to do, Khal?" the man said to me once he analyzed my words.
"You just have to get close to the metal fence, where the devastator can see you. Just that." Once I told him what to do, the man walked slowly towards the right place.
When he got there, with the help of a stick and banging it on the grating, he started making noise, trying to get the attention of the Devastator.
He did not hesitate to approach him once he saw him, however, contrary to what I thought at first, the devastator did not try to destroy the fence to reach the villager, he just stayed watching him for a while, until he got tired and turned around.
The villager, seeing that his task was done, retreated without thinking twice, managing to see from a distance his relieved face.
Now, what was needed was to know then what the devastator ate, since human flesh no longer interested him.
So, flying to his cage, I filled myself with courage and landed inside, seeing how the devastator approached me and began to smell me, letting out strong gusts of wind through his nostrils.
The devastator kept sniffing for a while until he came closer to me and offered me the left side of his head. And not knowing what to do, I just stood there for a while, until I ran my hand over his face and noticed his enjoyment.
Not managing to let a smile break out on my face, I kept stroking the big animal, until the devastator broke away from me and just stared at me.
"Are you hungry?" I asked, and for a moment I thought he understood what I was saying since he even turned his big horned head sideways.
"It's okay, though I don't know what you eat, eh."
I showed him fruits and vegetables, such as apples, watermelons, carrots, and even beets, only for him to ignore them.
"Okay, not fruits and vegetables."
This time I showed him cooked meats, both beef, rabbit, and chops, only to have him ignore them as well.
Already at this point, I didn't know what I was eating, until I remembered that the villagers were alive... that is; in the game, when the devastator ate them, they were alive, so what if he ate raw meat?
Willing to find out if it was true, this time I took out a piece of raw meat, and as if something inside him was awakened, his demeanor of the devastator changed, his carefree and serene attitude changed, being replaced by a calculating and attentive demeanor.
With his big black eyes staring at the piece of meat, and the whites of his teeth showing, I knew I had hit the nail on the head.
So, not wanting to push my luck any further, I offered him the piece of meat, which the devastator practically snatched from me, and in one bite he swallowed it.
"HAHAHA."
Laughing with joy, I knew my purpose was accomplished.
"My Khal!"
I heard Qrano's voice calling me from outside, so flying to get out of the devastator's compound, I found that some villagers were also there.
"What do you need?" I asked the villagers, seeing that one villager from each group I had summoned was there.
"My Khal, we already finished the sketch of the cart; however, we still don't know which beasts will pull it, so we lack the design of the support for the animal that will choose." A mason villager asked me, as he handed me a sketch of the wheelbarrow, leaving me excited about the prototype.
"The beasts of burden will be devastating, I think you are familiar with those beasts, so making the right support for them will be no problem," I told them, noting that they were wary about the animal, but other than their expressions, they spoke nothing of it.
"It's ok, my Khal, we need these things too" The furrier passed me a parchment, and opening it I saw that it mentioned things like threads, ropes, cloth, dyes, lanterns, dispensers, leather, and so on.
"No problem, in a moment I'll get them to you" I replied, to which they just nodded and left back to the warehouse.
For my part, I headed back to where the devastator was, knowing that I had to move it to the larger pen to summon another, knowing that it would be a long job, considering that I needed two hundred.
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