Chapter 92: ~Trade with...~ (1/2)

***Sphere of Sous***

***Celestial***

“~Not. Important!~”

I pull Ascathon out of the room. To be honest, I was about to kill the old man myself. But when he gave Ascathon his judgement, my husband changed completely.

It was like a completely different person sat suddenly on the couch beside me. The killing intent I felt from him was intense. I was so utterly shocked that the only thing I could do was to back off into a corner of the room. It felt like Ascathon would be able to commit multiple genocides and be fine with it.

Then he got a hold of the guy who claimed that Ascathon has a hidden female side to him. The beating was intense! The old man tried to shield himself with his divine aura, but Ascathon somehow managed to bypass it completely! He even healed the old guy while breaking bones and bending limbs into the wrong direction.

He had an expression on his face like I had never seen before.

From one moment to the next it stopped. The vile aura was gone and Ascathon went back to his seat with a blank expression. He started to speak like nothing had happened. The old man had triggered something like a landmine inside Ascathon.

I was the first one to regain my composure and led Ascathon out of the room.

“I am still not sure what happened. I mean, I had blackouts before in previous lives. What exactly happened.” He is still a little dazed.

One thing is for sure, I don't want him to have a relapse! I know that he has some mental problems. But I somehow forgot about them since we were doing fine for a long time.

I link arms with him and kiss his cheek. “You just stood up and took the card. ~Nothing else happened!~”

“And why did the priest look so beaten up? Why are you lying?” He looks at me with a doubtful expression.

“Ascathon. Am I your wife?” I smile at him.

“Yes?” He sounds like he expects a trap.

“Then as your wife. Your family. Someone who loves you despite your faults. I tell you. You don't want to know. Let's forget that this ever happened.” I hold firm eye contact with him.

After a few seconds he frowns. “I guess it's not that important.”

“Good. How about taking a look at the merchants and their goods? I am sure that there have to be some interesting technological and magical artefacts among them.” I turn to Lidith and Jazira who followed us out of the room. They are looking at Ascathon like some dangerous animal.

Ascathon's eyes light up. “That sounds interesting.”

“Yes! The market! We'll take a look at the market first!” Lidith smiles and turns to lead the way away from the pyramid to the opposite side of the plaza. There are many buildings around the big plaza. Their architecture is Greek and all of them are made out of huge blocks of granite.

It looks like the pyramid and the plaza are inside a city. I turn to Jazira and whisper. “What about the old oaf?”

I won't feel sorry for the old fool. Wasn't he supposed to be some kind of expert? It looked like he stepped on Ascathon's landmine while knowing what could happen!

“Lidith bribed him to keep his mouth shut.” Jazira whispers back with a forced calm expression.

I nod. I won't ask how she bribed him. It's not like I want to know the particular details. But it still bothers me that my husband has a side like this. Some secrets have to be buried deep and then be forgotten otherwise bad things happen! Yes, that's what I'll do.

“Here we are!” Lidith waves at a colourful bazaar. I didn't realize that we travelled quite some distance while I was holding onto Ascathon who followed Lidith.

People are advertising their goods while others are inspecting them. Like the gods from the plaza, everyone is wearing something different. There is no uniform sense of fashion whatsoever. Then I scold myself for wondering about it.

All of them are coming from different planets. Some probably even from other realities. They are gods from all over the multiverse. Of course they don't look the same.

Ascathon's attention turns to some stands which advertise magical artefacts and he walks over to inspect them.

“I have something to do. Let's meet up here in two hours.” Lidith calls and rushes off.

“I'll go for a stroll too! The clothes over there look gorgeous! See you later.” Jazira runs away too.

Great! They left me alone with my mentally unstable husband! Then on the other hand I guess they are right that it's my problem. I married him after all.

I keep my mouth shut for an entire hour while Ascathon takes a look at various artefacts. He seems to be his normal self again. The incident was totally forgotten after he got to look at the items on display.

Another ten minutes pass until I can't take it any more. “Are you sure that there is really nothing we could use? You are just looking.”

“Of course I am just looking. This is a paradise for industrial espionage! Why should I trade for something which I can build myself after taking a look at it?” Ascathon has a surprised expression.

The vendor at the stand in front of us starts to grumble and takes the enchanted gloves away from Ascathon, who was inspecting them very thoroughly. “Hey!”

I push Ascathon to the next stand while I smile at the guy who was selling the gloves. “Why don't we snatch something to eat?”

“Actually I wondered about the currency system. Trading goods is a very inefficient way of exchanging valuables. It feels like Lidith forgot an important point about the currency. I saw people paying by showing their identification cards.” Ascathon answers.