77 Accusations and Blood (1/2)
With the departure of the Bishop. The unrest around the statue starts to dissolve. They took all the bodies with them. People began to return to their homes. While it was now just Lowell, her group, and then us.
The Commander of the Guard had left. She left to make a report to the governor. Whilst the Commander left to deal with the looming threat that had gotten even bigger. He had taken a few of the mages that Lowell had brought with him.
It looks like they were going to reinforce the wall with more defense spells. Also, they planned to check and see if they could find traces of black magic. In an attempt to see if any mages had gotten into the city.
The working conclusion that everyone had come to was that a mage was most likely responsible for the deaths. Especially with how everything was laid out and precisely done.
At this point, my mouth was on fire. I wanted blood and I now had to deal with Lowell. She was not that fond of me to put it simply.
Now that she had lost her granddaughter it seems that she was even more on edge. Her eyes had been burning a hole in my forehead practically. It was safe to say that she was suspecting me as the number one culprit.
But I did not have a hand in it. It seems like this test was trying to frame me as the villain to say the least. Almost all the odds are stacked against me. However, it wanted me to preserve under this adversity by somehow finding the culprit that was responsible for this all.
Not that I had any idea who had done it…
I was just as lost as everyone else!
”Where the hell were you?” She growls at me.
Her hands were knotted into a fist that was resting atop the table. A magic barrier had been erected to block out the sound from our conversation. Of course, that was at the behest of Odd. She probably would not have spared spreading the fact that I was a Vampire if it was not for him.
I am positive that she wanted to form a squad to kill me. Even though there was no evidence that I had a hand in this. That probably did not matter to her at this point in time.
”I was at the Guildhall. If you do not believe me. I have two adventurers that I was dining with,” I told her evenly.
Sitting across from her I had a clear view of her. Her orange eyes are practically smoldering with rage. Nothing was going to make her happy unless she had blood.
”Cheap story. This has Vampire written all over it! I should execute you on the spot!” She scoffs as she snaps her fingers.
The mages at her side all step forward.
I prepared a knife.
The task is given never said that I would be penalized if I killed anyone. It had only given me a task to prepare the city guards and soldiers. Killing her might make it more difficult to fulfill the task of saving the city for Theodora.
However, she had never specifically indicated that I needed to save the city. She just wanted to enlist my help to accomplish or try to accomplish that task. Other than those stipulations�� there were none.
Smirking, I was ready to spill some blood if necessary.
One of the mages launched a small fireball towards me. It was burning a bright blue it was one a higher level than the ones that the goblins had shot at me. This was more concentrated.
Standing with inhuman speed. I switched the dagger out for the Odachi that I had. Raising my arm, I open the sheath and drag the sword out of it.
The heat of the fireball licks my face. I slide it in half. The flames fan the side of my body and I point the sword towards the mage. It was not a great distance and my sword easily reached his throat.
With the excess fire diverted behind me, the tent caught fire.
”Enough,” Odd snaps as his voice booms.
Wind expanded from his body and smothering the flames in wind. Before it could completely burn the tent to the ground.
The sword that I had at the throat of the mage did not waver. The mage was a man with fire hair and red eyes. His mouth was quivering.
Mages are inherently weak physically. It was a magic-based class that was strong in long rage offensive capabilities.
Defiantly not something that I wanted as a class. It would be stronger, but generally, you would specialize in an element. Much like this mage in front of me.
”Lowell, you have no evidence that Hollis committed this ritual,” Odd says evenly.
Lowell scoffs and leans back in her chair. Acting as if there was not a sword pointed at her subordinates' neck.
”I honestly have no idea why you're favoring her like this! She was a past servant of the Black God. How can we believe that she does not serve him anymore?” She snaps while glaring at Odd.