Chapter 1280 - Test Drive (Part 4) (2/2)

”It's another of the reasons why I needed Friya's help.” Lith said. ”My understanding of dimensional magic allows me to craft one with fixed coordinates, while this baby can lead to a different destination according to the circ.u.mstances.”

The Stone in Lith's hands pulsed with a red light as the runes on its surface changed. The process was akin to that of Lith's army amulet when he shared his position, but in this case, the Stone would just store the information.

Once the light disappeared, Lith used earth magic to bury the Home Stone without ruining Lark's perfect lawn.

”It mustn't be removed until our return.” Lith said to the Count who ordered the guards to leave the place and Hilya to take care of his guests until his return.

”Where is Pontus? This is supposed to be his job.” Lark said.

”The last time I saw him, he was having a meeting with your healer, Your Grace.” Hilya replied.

”I don't care about gossip, Hilya. He can date whoever he wants as long he doesn't do it during working hours.” The Count was both flabbergasted and mistaken about his butler's uncharacteristic lack of ethics.

”I believe their relationship is strictly professional, Your Grace.” She said.

”Does he need help?” Friya asked.

”According to mage Ophyn, Pontus is just a bit tired and ill-suited for running, Your Ladyship, but I'm certain he could use a second opinion.” The head chef gave her a deep bow.

Lark, instead, didn't hear a word of it and jumped straight on the driver's seat.

”Are you sure you don't want to experience it as a passenger first?” Lith asked.

”Isn't it safe?”

”Of course. I made it for non-mages so safety was my first priority.” Lith replied.

”Then I can just trust your work and enjoy myself. What do I have to do?” Lark asked while pulling and turning the steering wheel to no avail.

After a brief explanation about the commands, the Count imprinted the car and had it bolt off the lawn, pulling the speed lever straight from zero to three.

”Don't you need your monocle to see?” Lith's guts went up and down along with the DoLorean when Lark made it jump above the metal gate of his mansion without even giving the guards the time to open it for them.

”Nonsense. Sight is for the weak. Either a vehicle it's safe or it isn't.” The Count brought the car back on the road laughing heartily like a child. Given his age, he sounded more like a madman, but Lith had no time to notice such trivial things.

He was too focused on being ready to take the wheel the moment something went wrong. The Count never decelerated and took turns so sharp that he almost hit road signs more than once.

'I'm glad we made the controls so responsive, yet Lark is really pushing them to their limits.' Solus thought as she watched the DoLorean jump or dodge other vehicles according to the nobleman's whims.

Lark never slowed down so each one of his maneuvers brought them centimeters away from a crash.

”Look, that's Viscount Drath!” The Count pointed at a gold-painted luxurious stagecoach that floated in mid-air and pulled by six magnificent white stallions.

”You have no idea how much he likes to flaunt that useless thing. Sure, its enchantments prevent any bumps even when the horses gallop at their full speed, but I don't think it's worth spending one-tenth of your annuities.”