Chapter 1364 - Corpse, Feather, and Nest (Part 2) (1/2)
”Valeron?” Lith opened his eyes wide at that name, remembering Solus's dream about the white crystals and the sword. ”If they date back to almost one thousand years ago, how can they be that powerful?
”Back then, Menadion had yet to invent decent runes, let alone modern ones. Magic has improved by leaps and bounds since then. No matter how powerful their enchantments are, now they should be crap, like the Odi equipment.”
”You are indeed right, they should.” Mirim nodded. ”Yet they are not. Every time there is a breakthrough in the mystical and the Forgemastering arts, Lady Tyris upgrades her spells accordingly.
”Then, she makes a trip to the Desert to update all of her creations.”
”Does Salaark has an endless mine of Davross and white crystals or what?” The more he heard, the harder Lith found it to believe.
”No, but she has the next best thing. She's capable of something called Creation Magic that allows her to take apart an artifact without damaging any of its components.” Mirim replied.
”Are you telling me that-”
”Yes. Salaark allows Tyris to endlessly recycling the same materials and keep all of the Kingdom's artifacts up to date. If you ever decide to move to the Desert, you could ask her to teach you.” Mirim cut him short.
”Shouldn't you doing your best to keep me here instead of praising the competition?” Lith asked.
”That's exactly what I'm doing.” Mirim chuckled at his naivety. ”I'm proving to you how open the Kingdom is with you and how much freedom you have as one of its subjects.
”Salaark has a lot to offer to you, but with it comes at a great price. She has no use for mercenaries or free agents. Either you submit or you get the heck out of her hair. No matter if she makes you a Feather or, since you're a true Awakened, a member of the nest.
”Your obligations would be the same of a full-time job, if not more. The Empress too will try to recruit you, but remember that she has no fake Awakened to help her. If you move to the Empire, you would have to dirt your hands in politics.”
Mirim gave Lith the time to ponder her words while she prepared more tea. He remained in deep thought for a long while. Now Lith knew what being a member of the nest meant, but the Empire looked even worse.
He had no idea what the Dragons would ask of him to become an integral part of the family and he couldn't ask Mirim without revealing the secret of his hybrid nature.
A Warp Gate opened, letting Amyla Farg through and derailing his thoughts.
”I'm done with Cyntilla's Dusk Court branch. It was a- What's he doing here?” She said while activating Life Vision to take a good look at Lith.
Farg was a woman in her early thirties with chin-length red hair streaked orange all over. Farg was very tall, almost 1.8 meters (5'11”) high with the muscular build of a front-line soldier.
There was something noble about the grace of her movements. Each one of them seemed to be full of strength yet incredibly delicate. She exuded an aura of power that Lith had rarely met during his travels and that usually marked a natural-born leader.
Amyla Farg had been his Professor at the academy after Balkor's attack and had helped him defeating Nalear. She now had a deep violet core and a physical prowess similar to Lith's.