50 Chapter 11: Magical Doctor (1/2)

”Please, good sir, just let me go and I promise I will pay you four times what you are getting paid.”

”What did I say, now?” Magnus asked in a much deeper and menacing voice. He knew he should clear up this misunderstanding and tell the man who he was, but Magnus wanted to get a bit of revenge for what the bastard put him through.

He just couldn't even. The swine was literally fucking around while he had to risk his life just to get to him. Letting him squirm a bit should do the trick on placating him.

”You are so childish,” Codex remarked as she shook her head.

”Hey,” Magnus said, ”Think of it like this; he is the reason why I had to risk my life to break in. So if you have to be angry at someone, then it is him.”

'And not me,' he silently thought.

”Don't think you're smart, young man. Our conversation is far from over, we will only be continuing it during a more appropriate time.”

Before Magnus could complain about the unfairness of it all, a voice came from right outside the main door. ”Master, is everything alright?” it asked. ”I believe I just heard some screaming.”

”Would you look at that, fun time is over,” Codex stated inside of Magnus's head.

”Mmm, I do have one trick up my sleeve,” Magnus said as without any finesse, he held out his curved dagger and dangled it in front of the informant's face. The gesture made it aptly clear what would happen to him if he went off-script. Taking a deep gulp, the snoop stuttered out, ”I...I…Yes. Yes, I'm al- alright, good man.”

”Alright,” the voice answered back, taking the man's answer at face value. ”Sorry for disturbing your pleasure then, Master,” with that the owner of the voice started to walk away.

”Now, that wasn't so hard was it?” Magnus asked in a teasing tone. If there was one thing all cowardly men desired, then it would be their life. They would literally do anything to keep it.

However, be that as it may, Codex was right, this was kind of childish and vindictive. Plus it had gone on for far too long. He needs to get his mission done and be on his way.

Looking down at the sniveling grown man, Magnus pulled down his half mask and addressed the man. ”Honesty, Evrim, if I really was an assassin, there wouldn't have been any of this nonsense. You, my conniving, little friend, would have been dead and lying in a pool of your own blood and filth.”

”How do you know my name? Who are you, truly?” the informant asked as there was a slight quiver in his voice. It was obvious that he did not immediately recognize Magnus.

The young thief raised his eyebrows, now that was insulting. Yea, he does play a supportive role in the crew, but still, he is a bonafide member of the Infamous Menace. At the very least you could give him the dignity of recognizing him by his features!

”I run with the crew of thieves that you know pretty well,” Magnus conceded, but there was no recognition on the informant's face. ”We rob high value targets,” Magnus continued with, trying to see if that should jog his memory.

Still, nothing but confusion and fear was written on Evrim's face. With a deep sigh then added the final piece which should make it absolutely clear who he was. ”We dangle the life of your daughter in front of you.”

That concession seemed to have done the trick as the informant's face went through numerous expressions until it finally settled on plain, neutral. Looking up to face Magnus, he remarked, ”Now, I remember you,” he said as he pointed up at Magnus. ”You that hanger-on of theirs, right?” It was clear that it was no question at all, but a statement

Magnus bristled in anger at the clear insult towards him and the total disregard he held him in. Of course, the bastard would start falling back to his usual blustering, pompous self once he was not at knifepoint. He was already regretting not letting squirm a bit more.

Still he had to keep himself in check since he was the one that came looking for something. Without spitting any acid or fire, Magnus hissed out, ”I came here looking for some information.”

”Of course you would be,” the informant sneered as he got up from the floor and started to dress himself.

Magnus ignored him the best he could, he continued on with his request, ”I need to know what sort of healers does this city offer.”

”Healer, huh?” he said as he went over to his crystal decanter set. ”Well, this city has a load of them, we could be here all day and night as I list off all the healers I know.”

Holding his hand up to stop him there, Magnus reiterated, ”I only need the best, and they have to be magical in nature,” he gnashing out. The man was really started to get on his nerve, the only thing holding him back from strangling him was Bulut: who was waiting for him back in the hideout.

”Mmm,” he mumbled as he took a sip of the drink he poured himself. ”You do not see a lot of folk like, and they are pretty hard to find.”

”Do you know any of them or not?” Magus asked, cutting to the chase. If he didn't then they will have to go with Soykan tactics, going from door to door.

”Well, as a matter of fact, I do,” he replied as he took another sip of his drink.

”Spit it then,” Magnus shouted, at the near breaking point with him.

Wordlessly he held out his hand, making it clear what he wanted. Magnus stared at him as he reached at his side and took out a coin purse. Tossing it over to him, Magnus watched as he jingled the purse to his ears. ”Are you happy?” Magnus growled.

”Wait,” the informant said as a look of consternation passed through his face, ”I am missing 6 lions!”

Magnus studied the man and wondered if he was some sort of bat with how well he could hear. Regardless of his question, he gave his reply, ”Those missing lions, as you so put it, went to the women.” Then with a snort he added, ”What? Did you think I will pay for your pleasure.”

”You gave that whore my money?” the sneak bellowed. ”That bitch doesn't even deserve a single iron shim! Not after she abandoned me. No, she deserves a dozen lashes and if I was in charge of her, I would see to it personally.”

With an exasperated sigh, Magnus shrugged his shoulders and responded with, ”What is done is done! Next time, find better company.”

”No, no. I can not accept it. I want my remaining gold.”

”Fine! I will pay you the god damn 6 gold lions.” Magnus shouted, giving in to the bastard's concession. That was something he would never have given in to, but he just wanted to move things along and get the information he came for. If paying off his call girl would do the trick, then so be it.

”Good!” he intoned with a triumphant smirk, ”Pay up then,” he added as he held out his grubby stinking hands.

”Do you think that I wouldn't have already paid you, if only to shut you up and have you choke on it? Ha!” Magnus replied with an unamused chuckle. ”I do not have the gold with me right now,” pointing at the purse the man held in his hands, ”what you got there, was all I brought. Though don't get your panties in a twist, I will bring the '6' gold later.”

”Well then if that is how it is, then no can do.”

”What?!” Magnus said, unbelieving at what he heard.

”You heard me, boy. You know how things work; pay the price and you will get the information you are looking for.” Then spreading his hands out to either side, he amended in a magnanimous tone, ”Though I could always wait for you to go collect my due amount and hurry back. I will wait.”