Chapter 485: Mysterious Customer (1/2)

Truen spent most of his time in Smargdas roaming around, trying to gather information on the three targets that Zero wanted to visit after the Freya temple was built. So far, Mitchnew and Desert Lily were doing a good job. They found out a lot of things about the three individuals such as where to find them and how to get to them.

Yet, there was one person they were still unable to catch. Their mysterious client was nowhere to be found and it was unusual for them to be missing without a word for so long.

Olaf received Mitchnew's letter and brought the two dragon warriors back to Smargdas to turn in their A-ranked quests ahead of time. Truen was slightly surprised when he saw them after a long time. Both warriors had grown more handsome and felt very 'heroic'. Ladies crowded around them and they couldn't go anywhere without concealing their identity.

Tonight, everyone was gathered in Mitchnew's information guild. Desert Lily decided to pack and leave tomorrow so Truen thought that it might be good for her to at least meet some of the people from Half Moon Village who weren't there before.

”This is Gerald, Claw of the Light Dragon. Beside him with the red hair is Vrald the Fire Dragon's Wrath and this old gentleman is Olaf the Frost Dragon in human form. He's a friend of Bob's, you've met Bob before back in Half Moon Village briefly.”

Desert Lily blinked without recollection until Truen explained that the lizard-like pet following Zero around all the time was a baby dragon in disguise as a monster. Olaf couldn't help but laugh at the description Truen used. How the mighty have fallen indeed! The poor Eternal Dragon was now a mere contract summon hatched from an egg Zero picked up on Endow Hill. While it wasn't false, Bob's reputation could no longer be saved in Desert Lily's eyes.

The small group enjoyed quality wine and talked about their adventures, sharing their concerns over the shifting political power in Smargdas when Truen asked if anyone knew what the King of Smargdas was up to.

”From what I heard, he has been very silent and ill. Nobody except his trusted guards and maids was allowed into his room and he didn't appear for morning court sessions for a week now,” Mitchnew said.

”King Brice, was it?” Olaf asked. ”I'll say that's just an excuse. He's probably moving around outside of the palace like a rat.”

Truen raised a brow. ”How do you know? You just returned to the city.”

Olaf pointed to his nose. ”I am a dragon. Do you not think I could identify a simple human King?”

Truen looked lost and Gerald smiled. ”King Brice is special. He has the blessing of the church and the Holy Priest who is a follower of Archangel Michael. That blessing has a certain type of scent that is very obvious. We can identify him immediately if he was in the vicinity.”

”And you would know how he smells because...?” Desert Lily couldn't help but ask.

Mitchnew laughed and Vrald scowled. ”How else? We were made to attend the boring royal party at his summon after some stupid quest. Heroes have to meet the King at least once to get the title officially. The guild master forced us to attend it.”