Chapter 232 - Jinx (1/2)

Although Tobian was also going to suggest limiting the progression of the Golden Son Mages, that didn’t mean he wasn’t aware of the consequences of actually messing with the Golden Sons.

With the deaths of two mayors and countless minor skirmishes with the n.o.bles, it was clear that the Golden Sons just didn’t seem to know how to spell the word fear.

“What kind of benefit can you get out of this?” Tobian the bear-like Mage stared at the spell model on the table, pondering.

Then he laughed.

There were some things that might be worth fighting for.

The capital was not peaceful at this time, and although there was no curfew, some people with keen senses had noticed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere of the capital.

Black-robed men were haunting the streets, each and every one of them with sharp eyes, seemingly searching for something.

There was also a group of the capital’s city guards going in and out of various taverns.

When they saw a beautiful adult woman, they would go and size her up.

It was obvious that something was wrong.

The residents of “sensitive” places like the capital had a good sense of danger. Less than an hour after that, there were noticeably fewer pedestrians on the streets, and it was continuing to decrease.

Antis walked the streets with a group of his trusted subordinates behind him.

As the city guard officer, he certainly couldn’t avoid being sent out on search missions when it came to such things.

The queen had actually disappeared again… According to the guards, it was a Mage and a Rogue who had taken the queen captive. This time, they also killed an old steward who was dedicated to serving the queen.

Antis knew the old steward was quite strong.

He went to the scene and, judging from the wound, the old steward was pierced through the heart with a sword, and the murderer had struck with great speed and accuracy as well as great force.

It was reasonable to say that it should have been a Rogue’s handiwork, but strangely enough, most Rogues used daggers and rarely used longswords. Because Rogues had to move stealthily, a slightly longer weapon would hinder their movement.

Unless one had spatial equipment or magic for quick storage of gear.

Hmm… Golden Sons?

All Golden Sons were said to possess a piece of large spatial equipment bound to their souls.

What about a Golden Son Mage?

Antis suddenly thought of someone—Roland.

It could only be said that the affairs of life messed with people. Antis was wrong to have guessed that it was Roland.

Walking down the street, Antis was a little disappointed.

Roland, is this how you help Kaka get revenge? By taking and killing the queen, who identified Kaka as the kidnapper?

You’re a mage, you’re supposed to be smart. Can’t you see that the queen is just a puppet and it’s someone else who actually killed Kaka? I couldn’t say more because of my position, but wouldn’t you look into it yourself? If you did kill the queen, then I thought too highly of you.

Antis was walking and letting his thoughts race.

After a short walk, he said to his men, “Disperse, go to the taverns and inns to inquire about a Golden Son Mage, the one I saw twice at the city gates. You should remember what he looks like, go!”

After his subordinates dispersed, Antis found a nearby tavern and sat down.

He was handsome, but silver-white heavy armor of high quality was definitely a high-grade product that ordinary mercenaries couldn’t afford to buy and wear. He was also accompanied by a few soldiers, so he was either a n.o.ble or someone with authority. Although the drunkards in the tavern were a little drunk, most of them were not idiots, and they knew very well who could and could not be messed with.

Even if one or two of them were drinking to the point of losing their rationality and tried to say something nonsensical, as soon as they opened their mouths, their companions pressed their heads dead against the table to keep them from acting recklessly.

Antis sat quietly, waiting for a response from his men.

Soon after, his subordinates returned one by one, and they told him all the information they had gathered.

Because Roland and the queen, one aMmage and the other a beautiful woman, were really noticeable in the streets, Antis’s subordinates got a lot of information just by asking random people. Then Antis pieced the information together and quickly came up with where Roland was going.