Chapitre 603: Classifying Jon

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"That's a tower that can block a dragon ramming their body against it." Jon said.

"Indestructible?"

"… ish. It draws its power from an Elder Scroll since its actual power is to process the Data of the Elder Scrolls. I designed it based on those ancient shrines from the times of the Three Banners War. It can also be used to cast Tonal Spells on a mass scale."

"That's dangerous! I think it would be rated as a Daedric Artifact. Minor risk level since it is not mobile and only acts as a defensive structure." Quaranir recorded in his scrolls.

"I see. The tower is still not complete so I'll start researching on adding teleportation capabilities then." Jon recorded on his tablet.

Quaranir looked at him with unamused eyes and scratched "Minor" to "Major".

"Alright, let's move on to the next location." Jon took out his staff and clicked twice on the ground before a portal started to form by tearing apart the void.

"Wait!" Quaranir stopped Jon before he walked through, "Where is that portal leading? It is nowhere on Mundus."

"What? The almighty Psijic monk is having cold feet?" Jon asked with a smug face.

"A Psijic monk seeks knowledge before all else. Even fear can't stop the curiosity of the Psijic." Quaranir replied with an offended face.

"After you then." Jon pointed towards his portal and Quaranir swallowed his worries and passed through.

Just as he expected, the two of them walked into the most bizarre scene of them all.

"This can't be."

"I know, right?"

A floating island standing on the surface of a calm and motionless ocean under the twilight.

"It is my Domain." Jon said.

"A domain?" Quaranir laughed, "That thing is… it will be a disaster if you take such a thing to Mundus. And we are neither in Mundus nor Oblivion."

Indeed, Jon is storing his domain in a place that is neither the mortal world of Mundus or the alien world of Oblivion.

"It is actually the veil between Mundus and Oblivion. This sea we are standing on is the so-called water of Oblivion where all the realms float. You can say I am keeping it here at the border of the realm of the Daedric Prince Azura." Jon confessed, "So, what rating does this one have?"

"Major Anomaly."

"Damn. It seems I can do something above that just yet."

"The only thing above that is a Crisis. In other words, a world-ending trigger." Quaranir said.

"What about this Unforeseen thing. You never really explained it." Jon finally asked the question he desired.

"It means that we can't interfere with it since it is up to the World." Quaranir answered then went on the offense, "By the way, even if you are an Arch-Wizard, you can't just weave a portal through the worlds. Was it this staff?"

"You mean Pride?"

"Quite a catchy name."

"Its official name is the Elder Staff, made from a branch of the oldest tree in the world, a sigil stone from Oblivion as the gem, cold ebony steel from Coldharbour as the outer reinforced parts, Divine Energy from Merida, and it was all enchanted together through the combined powers of an elder scroll and the Thu'um of a Dragonborn."

Quaranir had to reboot his mind for a second there before unintentionally dropping his jaw.

"Its full name is the Elder Staff of Power and Fate by the way and its specialty is to fabricate whatever I imagine through Magic by the process of the Equal Conversion of Magicka. One can say it is the most Magicka whore staff one can ever come across."

"Major Anomaly." Quaranir just recorded what he heard.

"For Oblivion's sake, man. Imagine combining my staff with the Heart of Lorkhan or the Mantella, for example. It can practically end the world." Jon protested.

"Unless it can do something like powering up the Numidium, it doesn't matter what it does. Even the Numidium itself was once rated Major Anamoly before it was used by Tiber Septim."

"Meh!"

"This is not some superiority contest, you know. Depending on the scale of damage a subject can leave behind, it gets its Risk Rate."

"Alright. How about a Shadow Anomaly that consumes any shadowy subject and gains its power?"

"Minor."

"A life-eating parasite that can prey on vampires and turn its host into some sort of monstrosity?"

"Also Minor."

"A Golem of Bone that has the ability to manipulate the bones of the dead and release highly destructive Tonal attacks?"

"Minor."

"An elusive gem with the power to manifest desires and manipulate men. It can also take the form of a maiden that triggers men and women alike."

"Still Minor."

"How about a Daedric Titan with reforged scales of Cold Iron and the ability to nullify any spell that wasn't cast by at least an Arch-Wizard."

"That's not even an Anomaly but we know about Xikil, it is a Daedric Creature that you control. But you had to ruin it and put a Dremora on the inside, didn't you?"

"Bad decision. I know." Jon sighed then started to smile creepily, "How about the greatest of them all."

Quaranir felt some cold shivers from Jon's sudden attitude.

"A cat." Jon said as he held Nefertiti above his head with his two arms, "Not just a cat though… She is the Cat."

"The cat is Jon Dare's familiar. A familiar shares the same soul as their host thus it takes the same rating as him, Unforeseen."

"FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Jon tried to kiss Nefertiti but he was assaulted by her Myriad Claws of Annihilation before he could even get closer and she swiftly made her escape through the divine art of the Feline Shadow Step. [A/n: just trying some wuxia, never mind me.]

Even with his face worn and torn, Jon kept his wide smile as he finally managed to raise an anomaly that is above Major. Little did he care that there is no ranking, to begin with, it is just some classification for functionalities and documenting sake.

On the other hand, Quaranir has come to the conclusion of who (or what) Jon Dare is. And while the things Jon did would terrify him on any day of the year, Jon himself didn't pose danger to the world despite the toys he horde around himself.

He could also tell that Jon kept many secrets from him and this is merely the tip of the iceberg. Still, both of them gained valuable information on one another until they were satisfied.

Why was the Psijic Order investigating Jon Dare? Because that is the only way they can get information about him.

Why would they want that kind of information? Because they take it upon themselves and the world to keep the annals of history recorded and to protect the current Kalpa from any metaphysical threat through a protocol of securing the things which can affect the timeline and only interfere at the time of great need with strict measures.

Some would even argue that the setting of the World's Calendar by the monarchy of Valenwood at the beginning of the First Era was done by the advice of the Psijic Order so they can keep the timeline itself in order.

Their mission is as simple as those three lines: Study of the anomalous subjects, Confine the dangerous knowledge from the public, and Preserve these studies for future needs.

What they would later do with this knowledge is to either deal with threats through advising certain individuals or stepping in to deal with things themselves which is a very rare case.

Still, Jon had one question that kept lingering at the back of his mind.

"So, why don't you guys just simply take the Eye of Magnus away?" Jon asked.

"One does not simply take the Eye of Magnus away." Quaranir replied, "We may know a little more than what you know but it is still not enough for us to efficiently contain its dangers."

"So you will wait for the disaster to fall and come to deal with it when the time comes?" Jon asked.

"Of course, not. While we may know a lot more if the Eye of Magnus was utilized, it will turn into a disaster nonetheless. Also, do you really believe that the Mages of Winterhold will simply let their discovery slip away?" Quaranir argued.

"I can pull some strings." Jon said.

"I will refrain from doing it this way. The Psijic Order doesn't usually go out of its way and confiscate an Anomalous Subject." Quaranir refused.

"Hmph! I can name a few objects you guys keep in your vaults. The Staff of Towers if I believe you guys once had it. The Staff of Chaos as well as the Staff of Magnus." Jon said.

"Some of the objects you just named are impossible to contain. You should know that even if we confine them, they tend to escape as they are conscious of being kept in one place for too long."

"So you only keep an eye on them."

"Indeed we do."

"What else do you have?"

"That's classified."

"Come on, don't be a killjoy. I showed you my cat."

Quaranir held his head from Jon's nagging.

"We also… keep a number of Sentry Mage Cats like yours on the Artaeum but none of us attempted to have such a deep Familiar bond on the level which you and your cat have." Quaranir replied with an embarrassed and shaky tone.

"I knew you people were good guys. Cat bless!" Jon said as he looked towards Quaranir with pride and admiration.

"Ehem… thank you." Quaranir nodded and saw this as an opportunity to draw more information about Jon, "We also… keep some minor artifacts that may cause cluster reactions of mayhem such as a quill that can write excellent poetry and spice up any propaganda to the point where it turns normal people into fanatics."

"No way!" Jon covered his mouth, "You guys have Feyfolken? The real Feyfolken?"

"Ehem… truth is usually shrouded with myth and legends but yes, the cursed quill is so very true despite the common belief." Quaranir confirmed with a cunning smile.

"I am about to fangirl so hard right now." Jon said.

"What about you, Sir Jon? Do you possess something as… interesting… as the Feyfolken quill?" Quaranir asked.

Jon immediately put on a wide smile that had a lot of trouble hidden behind it.

"I haven't done this one in a bloody long time." Jon said.

He then got close to Quaranir and cunningly asked.

"Ever I told you about 'em Dragons?"

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The Psijic monk left off with more questions than answers and finally left Jon who satisfied his curiosity about the Psijic Order to some extent.

Now that his fun was over, Jon returned to his day-to-day work.

He started to feel the of involving more plotting and scheming rather than good old ass whooping. If he wants to be rich and stay that way, he has to keep the cogs running and his Empire expanding. In fact, some would argue that Jon has become busier than the Emperor of Cyrodiil himself when it comes to management duties.

As he sat in his office with a stream of employees coming and going, an idea clicked into his mind. He immediately formed his fingers into a cross hand seal and spoke.

"Kage Bunshin no Jutsu."

Jon acted out as the technique should be, but not a single shadow clone appeared around him.

"Meow!" Nefertiti reacted as she sat on his desk, "In cat, this means you suck."

"Of course I know what it means." Jon replied with an obvious face, "I just need the formula to make this spell work."

"I can make Shadow Clones." Nefertiti said casually.

"Can you make Shadow Clones that can calculate complex equations and do paperwork?" He asked.

"No, the ones I can make can shred complex equations and paper apart." She replied.

"You're becoming more mean lately." Jon sighed as he tried to pat her.

"Hands off, Hooman." She glared at him, "I just licked myself."

"Sigh!" Jon retracted his hand and returned to his work.

"Boss." Sif the secretary entered the room looking for him.

"New documents? Add them to the pile over there." Jon said.

"No, sir. A guest is asking to see you. A Breton lady calling herself Karen. She said that she can directly speak to the manager." Sef said.

Jon's face went pale in a second.

"My moment has come." Jon said and displayed his hostility, "Let her in."

Sif seemed to have read Jon's behavior and nonchalantly walked out pointing for the woman outside to go in.

"So…" Jon said as he stood up, "We finally meet, Karen."

His dominating hostility was indeed terrifying but the being in front of him is nothing less than a Karen. Some would argue that she is one of the most powerful Karens in the history of video games.

"Master Jon, there is no need to call me with that alias when we are together." The Karen, known as Delphine, replied as she removed her hood.

"Oh! But it's more than just an alias. It's a title. You may not have the Karen hair but you are a Karen to the core." Jon replied.

The asset known as Delphine, codename Karen, is one of the last known active ex-Blade agents and one of the two annoying Blades that operate under Jon's supervision.

"I just came to make a report and I shall go on my way." Delphine pointed towards the paperwork in her hand and backed off.

Jon extended his hand to receive the report and started reading.

"So, you still went to the Thalmor party. It is a useless event." Jon said.

"Indeed. Some of the Dare Agents helped in the infiltration and we recovered a few documents which indicate that the Thalmor were fueling the Civil War. They received some news on the existence of Esbern but thanks to your early warning, his life is no longer in danger." She said.

"I know." Jon replied contemplating the massive waste of time and paper in his hand.

"Also, Esbern and I have found the location of the secret Sky Haven temple." Delphine said.

"Oh!"

It was then when Jon finally made a proper expression.

Sky Haven Temple.

This temple in the Reach Hold of Skyrim is a place where Jon has to visit in order to uncover the Alduin Wall, the prophecy which holds important significance to the Fate of Alduin and the Dragonborn.

Jon tried to go to that place on his own but there are two problems. The Reach hold is pretty vast and Jon dislikes it the most after the suffering he had to go through three years ago at the hands of the Forsworn.

"Alright." Jon returned the report to Delphine, "You are free to assemble a team and prepare for the journey to the Reach. The Portal Hub at the basement of the tower has a portal that will drop you into the city of Markarth immediately. I will accompany you after I finish up with the project in Blackreach."

Delphine hesitated a bit.

"Sadly, this will be a problem. I have already asked some men to scout the place for any possible leads on the Temple and… I think we ran into the Dragon Cult."

Jon narrowed his eyes.

Another deviation from the game story.

"The Dragon Cult appeared in the vicinity of Sky Haven temple?" Jon asked.

"Yes." Delphine replied, "At first, I thought they were Reachmen but now I am positive they are Dragon Cult since a Dragon was seen flying over the area and they seemed peaceful with it."

"Reachmen Dragon Cultists?" Jon asked.

"Probably."

That's not just a change from the game story, this is a whole new change of heart for the Reachmen, followers of the Dark Wizardry and the Ancient Traditions.

"Three years ago, I broke the hearts of the Reachmen and drove them to the mountains after I performed the Blood Eagle execution on their Leader Alaric and killed their King Madanach." Jon said and walked to the window of his office overlooking the snowy city.

"The entirety of Skyrim heard your roars that day. If there were any signs of a Dragonborn, I should have anticipated it that day." Delphine said, trying to suck up to Jon.

"Sadly, Karen, you're not that smart. Pffft! I mean Thalmor reviving the Dragons. They can't even revive a goddamn fly." Jon mocked her openly.

Yet somewhere in his heart, he was uncomfortable.

"Go to where the Dragonstone is kept, find out how many Dragon Burials existed in Markarth, and prepare a full campaign." Jon said, "I'll notify the Jarl of Markarth that the Dragonborn and a band of Dare Troopers are visiting to subjugate a Dragon."

"So… what is the aim of the Dragon and their Cult?" Delphine asked.

"I don't know." Jon replied, "But when I don't know, I always assume the worst possible scenario. What we want from Sky Haven temple is its location as an invincible stronghold and the Alduin Wall within. If the Dragon Cult has information on that, they will attempt to stop us with all that they have by either destroying the Alduin Wall or blocking the path to it. It can also be a trap, who knows."

"Indeed." Delphine nodded and bowed to Jon, "If you excuse me, Dragonborn, I shall return to my duties."

"Alright."

Jon watched her leave and his mood became very serious.

The Dragon Cult is moving very elusively and carefully to the point where Jon is hardly able to catch one Dragon on land.

They do a small series of attacks in places far off Winterhold and when he gets a word of it, they vanish.

"Nefertiti, we're heading out." Jon said as he turned away to leave then called for the secretary, "Sif."

"Yes, Boss."

"Distribute these documents between Alina and my old man. Tell my father to be useful." Jon said as he carried Nefertiti.

"He told me to tell you that once you have work that you're about to throw his way, he is already back in Eastmarch." Sef said.

"Just tell him where I hide an Ash Fire Mead keg in the office then give him a bottle every time he finishes a pile."

Between Jon and Jonrad, it was always a battle on who would outsmart the other and it is a game that never ends.

Jon immediately walked out of his office and headed to the basement of the Dare Tower in order to use the secret portals down there.

"Hooman, where are we going?" Nefertiti asked.

"Whiterun." Jon replied, "We'll visit Wulfur over there and tell him that I'm in need of some equipment."

Jon had a bad vibe about the whole situation and right now, he needs to acquire resources and materials enough to thwart all that his enemies are planning.

And he just knows where the best stuff is.

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