Reincarnated As A Plant Life Chapter 251 A show of ability

Chapter 251 A show of ability

"Can those who believe that they're the most skilled, please step forward," Lucius added after a mont of thought.

After so hesitation within the crowd, three older-looking furtong, two prairie-dog, and three beaver people stepped forward.

Those who found themselves in this small group of 'the most skilled' looked at each other with dismissive expressions. It was clear to see that each of them regarded the others of their species as phoneys.

"Thank you for your cooperation. You guys can continue with what you were doing before I disturbed," he announced, before gesturing for his small group to follow him.

He led them towards the altar room so that they could have so privacy.

"Lighted One," the bear-n on guard whispered before bowing, as Lucius and his entourage walked past them.

The bear-n stared at Lucius's new tail in confusion for a mont, before quickly turning their attention to the group behind him, however, they did not dare ask any questions.

"Are any of you guys involved in any important projects?" Lucius asked, as he sat atop the altar, looking down at his entourage.

Two furtong raised their hands at this. Which didn't really co as a surprise, as they were the main labour force when it ca to tunnel creation.

~Speaking of which, I need to create a map of these tunnel systems. Though I wonder where I can find that parchnt paper Sherlin showed ,~ he thought to himself.

This served to remind him about the Cha's den. It had been a while since he had left them with his ultimatum, he wondered if Shavak had actually gotten down from the throne, and whether Shaviki had been put into power.

Honestly, that was the only way he could see himself working with the Cha people. That or he could kill off a few of the council mbers and take control by force, however, it wouldn't be worth the risk of giving them power only for them to later rebel against him for those cris.

"Okay, from today on all of you are pardoned of those tasks," Lucius said after a mont of silence.

"You will be helping with a top-secret mission, which ans that you cannot share the details of this with anyone," he added.

Even if they were all going to be part of the sa commune, it would be safer to keep the existence of magic weapons privy to a small group of people.

Their loyalty was not what he was questioning. As a soldier, he had seen even the toughest of n give in to torture techniques. And with their next enemy being the council, he did not put it above them to use such tactics.

"The beav... I an- what are your people called?" Lucius asked, regarding one of the beaverpeople.

"We are the Castor," one of the beaver-people in the group replied.

"Ah, for now I'll be putting all the castors, and the furtong in the group to work. I need you guys to na the strongest materials you are able to work with, and where to find them. We'll be hosting a mission to gather those materials in a few hours," he announced.

"I can tell you guys don't like each other, but you'll have to discuss and agree on sothing. I will not take failure lightly," he added.

This was a very important project, and although he wasn't usually so forceful in his ways, it just felt sowhat easier to do it to these guys.

Perhaps it was because they were not as close to his heart as his children were, or because of the obvious changes to his psyche due to his torture. However if it would help things move faster, he was willing to push them just a little out of their comfort zones.

The furtong and castors in the group stared at Lucius for a mont before looking to their fellown.

There was only a mont of hesitation before they began their discussions.

~Hmm, I've seen these creatures often, however, I've never actually seen what they're particularly good at. Perhaps building burrows? ~ Lucius thought to himself, before laughing.

The creatures in the room turned to look at him in surprise, perhaps shocked that a creature like him was capable of such a thing.

"Sorry, never mind ," Lucius said in between laughs.

It had just occurred to him that assuming prairie-dogs were good at building burrows was sowhat speciesist. Which in itself was an even funnier topic as concepts like these were probably only considered by humans.

"It's been a while since I've had a good laugh," he said in between laughs, before turning his attention to one of the prairie-dog people, his tired mood sowhat lifted.

"And what are your people called?" he asked.

"We are the Cynomys," one of them replied ekly.

"The cynomys. And what is your people's speciality," Lucius asked thoughtfully.

"If I may, Lighted One," the oldest-looking of them asked, to which Lucius gestured for it to proceed.

Although Lucius assud it to be the oldest, he was using a human basis for this; such as white hair, and the firmness of muscle. It was very likely that the animals aged differently from those on earth.

The older cynomys walked towards one of the walls of the altar room before placing its palm on it.

One of the bear-n on guard instantly moved to stop it, however with a simple gesture from Lucius, the bear-man took a step back and let it happen.

From its facial expression, Lucius could tell it was sowhat worried.

"If Pagan asked what happened, tell him that it was of high importance to one of the commune's most important missions," Lucius said with a smile.

At this, the bear-man seed sowhat more relaxed, though it was clear it was still bothered by the cynomys touching the wall.

~Well, this is basically holy ground after all. Perhaps I should find a new place to hold my etings,~ Lucius thought to himself, as the cynomys closed its eyes.

A mont later, the wall it was touching changed texture, making it seem like it had been polished by so machine.

"Hmm, that's interesting," Lucius comnted after so thought. He could still hear the other creatures discussing next to him.

"We can also imitate the skill of the furtong to so extent," the cynomys creature said, before creating a small burrow in the wall it had been touching.

"However, we are nowhere as skilled as they are," it finished off.

It was clear to see that they had evolved to create relatively small burrows, and using them for such a task would be a poor use of skills.

Though judging from the rough texture of most of the walls in the camp, it was clear to see that Hannibal had been using them as borrowers much like the furtong.

~Knowing Hannibal, he isn't one to try and make things look pretty. He probably thought it would be more efficient to have them do what little they could towards advancing the scale of the camp,~ Lucius thought to himself.

But then again, Lucius had to admit that Hannibal had been right for doing so. Until now, there wasn't really much -besides aesthetic purposes- that their skills could be used for.

"For now, I'll need you guys to try and teach how your abilities work," he said out loud, after so thought.

At this, another wave of surprised faces washed over the room.