Chapter 12 (2/2)
This was a deal that can’t be stopped unless one of them dies or the two reach a reconciliation.
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The southern part of the continent of Latio was under the influence of the Kainus Empire, which was called a great power from three hundred years ago.
The Kainus Empire was also famous as a land of wizards. The number of wizards per population was high, and their skills were generally excellent. They were far ahead of other countries in the production and use of various magical tools.
Lastly, in Vitellan, the capital of the Kainus Empire, there was a red tower, a magic tower representing the south. The Master of the red tower was Hisran Ephesion, famous for being an archmage of flames, and those who supported him and supported the administration and practice of the red tower were the Ligner twin brothers, the deputy masters of the tower.
Inside the office space used by the two deputies. The man who was looking at the desk on the right broke the pen he was holding. It was already the third.
The man sitting at the desk on the left looked at him and smiled softly.
“Zey, there’s no point in arguing with the pen.”
“Where did he run away to this time? Actium? Enoch? Cherriety?”
“Personally, I think there’s a high probability that it’s Cherriety.”
“Really? Then—”
The man called Zey, the deputy master, Zeyran, jumped up from his seat as soon as he heard the story from his twin brother, Zephiroth.
Zephiroth had a good sixth sense from an early age.
He had a hit rate of over 80% in various attempts. Again, with a high probability, Hisran could be in the city of Cherriety.
“Sit down, Zey. He’ll be back within a week anyway. It’s more efficient to look at at least one more document than to get tired of trying to find him.”
“That’s the problem. If we think like that and leave him alone, he continues to escape. This time, I will definitely fix that habit.”
Zeyran began to grind his teeth and pack his things. Zephiroth sighed and quietly prepared the entrapment magic.
The moment Zeyran left the office, he planned to tie him up.
He understood his brother’s feelings, though a person like Hisran was the type to be more arbitrary the more he did. It was more effective to watch and throw the dagger at the needed moment, and it was also beneficial to mental health.
As for the results, Zeyran did not leave for Cherriety. When he was about to leave with all his belongings, two unexpected pieces of news arrived.
One was from the Viscounty Koufen, located in the eastern part of the Jainus Empire, and the other was from the County Gloria in the northeast.
“Those who return from the dead night after night, neither ghosts nor zombies, are after the living?”
The smile disappeared from Zephiroth’s lips, who was usually smiling. Zeyran’s brow furrowed as well.
“Anyway, it’s an ominous being associated with death. It may be the work of a warlock.”
Ordinary people believe that the warlocks disappeared from this continent after the Harmonia Crusade, although the wizards who stood in opposition to the warlocks knew how tenacious and persistent they were. As long as the god Tumor, whom they worshiped, did not perish, they would survive like cockroaches.
“Warlock…? There are plenty of possibilities, but why do they want to show up now?”
Zephiroth pounded on his desk, thinking. It was said that the golden age of magic had arrived, as many outstanding wizards such as Hisran and Sjord, the tower masters, appeared.
In common sense, shouldn’t the warlocks be more careful and take care in times like these? This is a time when the enemy’s power is sufficient.
“How do I know? The thoughts of those crazy people. Maybe the god Tumor has given them a revelation.”
“Don’t say anything terrible. Do you want to see the second crusade happen?”
Compared to the catastrophe that occurred in the Viscounty Koufen, the news from County Gloria was nothing.
Of course, it would be complicated and unfortunate for County Gloria itself.
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