bookpower Chapter 249 Mole
Chapter 249 Mole
Rage unfamiliar to him coursed through his veins. The world itself became tinged in red and black. Someone dared to take Kalliope from him. Someone dared to threaten someone important to him, and they would pay with their lives.
Desmond made more sense than he would have liked, though. If he got what he wanted, then Varris would be burning. He had the spells to do it. However, Kalliope could be anywhere in the city. It had not been long since...
"What is our next move?" Desmond's blue eyes were locked onto his. They held a strange determination.
It was not out of the question that he was still in this for himself. Hell, it was basically certain. However, Desmond never hid his intentions. He was upfront that he was doing this for Lucius's help, and Lucius could trust that.
He pondered for a moment what he should do next and settled on the fact that he needed to be someone else for this. Lucius was too conspicuous and would be even more so now.
Lightning danced around his feet and wrapped up his legs. As it reached his waist, the energy started burning away his shirt and jacket, leaving him shirtless. The storage ring on his hand glowed momentarily, and a set of clothes with a cape dropped onto the ground. A flat, black mask landed in his hand.
Lucius quickly donned the uniform of his order of the King's Shadow. Once the mask was securely in place, he was able to verify that it was properly limiting his mana output.
Therentil was still crouched on the ground and breathing heavily from the situation. The neckline of his shirt was completely soaked through from the amount of sweat pouring off him. Lucius pulled the man to a standing position and looked him straight in the face to analyze his expression.
"You are going to help me. Officially, my subordinate, Kalliope of the Gray Wolf Clan, has been kidnapped. To keep this from turning into an international incident, I suggest you do what I need to help me recover her." He ordered.
"As you command, Lord Kane."
"Therentil. Inform them that a hired retainer of Fifteenth Princess Letheya has been kidnapped. The room was destroyed in the aftermath that ensued." Lucius commanded. "I will be speaking with our fellow caravan members. Only people close to us, physically, were aware that I was speaking privately with Kalliope."
Desmond went with Therentil to speak to the guards outside, but Jade decided to join him. Despite his warnings that their interactions with the rest of the caravan would not be pleasant, she insisted on accompanying him. He sighed at her stubbornness but was slightly impressed.
The first floor of the inn still had a number of people recovering from the pressure of his mana outburst. Among everyone trying to gather their wits were all of the caravan members that had joined them. Thankfully, whoever the mole was decided it was a worse idea to flee the group after the incident.
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He quickly gathered them all in the center of the bar area. Everyone looked physically ill and terrified. No one had taken the time to explain to them what happened, so they were all shaken about the incident. However, one among them was the least shaken out of them all.
Lucius approached the man who was responsible for driving the center carriage that they had ridden in on their trip to Aedrider. He was short for an elf, and among their race, he must have had an exceedingly average face. Lucius had noticed the man would linger on them when stopping during the trip. Now it appeared it was because this elf hated foreigners.
"How long have you been an inside man?" Lucius growled.
"I-I don't have the foggiest idea..."
"I've learned something in all my years fighting, and yes I know that may sound silly from someone my age, but I have been fighting since I could hold a sword." Lucius chuckled, but then continued, "Normally, you don't want to let your opponent know your next move. However, sometimes it is worth it to tell them exactly what is going to happen."
"What do you mean?" The man whispered, his eyes going wide with fear.
Lucius smiled and flexed his fingers into a claw-like position. With the kindest smile he could muster, he happily stated, "[Forsaken Arts: Pain Amplification]"