Zairon, along with the three companions, made their way back to the base of the Sovereign Legion. The path back was filled with anticipation and excitement, especially with the egg in Zairon's hands. He had high hopes for what lay ahead, but first, there were more pressing matters to attend to.
As they approached the large gates of the base, Zairon took a deep breath. The base was the heart of his growing empire, and the progress of his Legion was vital to his ambitions. The Sovereign Legion had grown in both size and strength, but it was time to assess just how far they had come.
Zairon (to the three companions, a grin on his face): "Alright, let's see how far we've come. I want a full survey of the Legion's condition. We need to know where we stand before we move forward."
The trio nodded, each knowing their role in ensuring the Legion's operations ran smoothly. As Zairon entered the gates, the familiar sights of the base greeted him—soldiers training, merchants bartering, and recruits sharpening their skills. The Sovereign Legion had grown into a well-oiled machine.
Surveying the Legion's Progress
Zairon walked through the bustling camp, his sharp eyes scanning everything. He saw his Legion's soldiers training harder than ever, the combat teams sparring, the archers practicing their aim, and the healers tending to the wounded. His forces were becoming formidable. The base had grown exponentially in size, with new structures built to accommodate the ever-growing Legion.
Zairon (internally, observing the soldiers): "Not bad... They've become stronger. The ones I've trained have come a long way, and the new recruits are catching up fast. The structure here is solid. They're ready for bigger challenges."
He approached the combat training grounds, where the soldiers were engaged in a mock battle against one another. Their movements were precise, their coordination well-practiced. The elite warriors who had been promoted were leading smaller squads, teaching the newer recruits and sharpening their skills.
Zairon (smiling slightly, talking to Zareth, the combat leader): "How's the training going? Are they ready for more intense battles?"
Zareth (grinning): "They've improved, Commander. The combat teams are better coordinated now, and the recruits are tougher. We've also incorporated more battle strategies from your teachings. The new recruits are ready to handle D rank monsters without hesitation. We're almost there, sir. The next step will be to target C rank dungeons."
Zairon (nodding): "Good. Keep pushing them. I want them ready for the next level. We're aiming for bigger things now."
As Zairon walked through the base, he observed more of his Legion's progress. He saw the archers perfecting their long-range shots, the healers practicing their healing techniques, and the strategists planning new tactics. His Legion had evolved from a mere group of individuals to a well-rounded army.
Reaching the Command Center
Zairon arrived at the command center of the base, where the leaders of each faction were gathered. He found Maruna overseeing the operations of the healers and Lena organizing the intelligence network.
Zairon (addressing Maruna): "How's the medical team? Are they prepared for when we go up against stronger opponents?"
Maruna (nodding): "We've trained the healers well. They can handle more serious injuries now. We've also started incorporating preventative treatments to ensure that our warriors don't suffer unnecessary injuries in battle."
Zairon (smiling approvingly): "Good. We'll need every advantage we can get."
Turning to Lena, he spoke with a more serious tone.
Zairon (seriously): "What's the status on the city's control? Have we made any progress in eliminating the remaining trafficking rings?"
Lena (calmly, looking at a map): "We've taken out most of the small trafficking operations, Commander. The larger ones are still active in some of the outskirts, but we're closing in. The city's under control now, but there are still a few pockets of resistance."
Zairon (nodding, determined): "Good work. Keep it up. The next step is to root out every last bit of resistance. The city will be ours—completely."
Assessing the Next Phase
Zairon sat at the head of the table in the command center, contemplating the next steps for his Legion. He knew his forces had become strong, but there was still much work to do. He could feel the power of the egg in his hands, but he also knew that strength alone wouldn't be enough to conquer the world.
Zairon (muttering to himself, looking at his Legion's progress): "We've come far, but there's still so much to do. We need more power, more allies, more resources. I'm not stopping until I reach S rank. Until then, we push forward, no matter what."
As Zairon finished his thoughts, his eyes wandered to the egg in his hands. It was still warm, the energy inside vibrating as if it was calling out to him. Soon, the beast would be born, and with it, Zairon's power would grow even further.
Zairon (smirking to himself): "When that spirit beast hatches, it'll be the beginning of the next phase of our journey. The world won't know what hit it."
Conclusion: The Future Awaits
With the Legion now firmly established and his new spirit beast soon to hatch, Zairon knew that the next steps in his journey would be monumental. His base had become a stronghold, his Legion was becoming more powerful by the day, and his ambitions were becoming clearer.
The next challenge lay ahead: taking control of the city, expanding his forces, and continuing to climb the ranks toward the ultimate power. But with every step, Zairon's thirst for dominance and strength grew, and nothing would stand in his way.