"I can't blame them." Strider sighed. "It's what I would do. Also, you can stop backpedaling. We know of your relationship with the Overlord. You can call her grandma."
"Are you kidding me? It's damn embarrassing!" Lith scratched his head. "One thing is doing it at home. Outside, I feel like a little kid bragging about how cool his relatives are."
"I find it cute." Ryka giggled as Strider's communication amulet drew his attention.
"We got our information." He said. "The Forgemasters departed about two weeks ago but one of them used the Warp Gate in Zalth just a few days ago. Is it recent enough for you?"
"It should." Lith nodded. "My tracking ability won't work inside the Association branch but if we find a place where they have spent enough time, I should be able to isolate their energy signature."
"What were they doing in Zalth?" Solus asked.
"Unknown." Ryka said while skimming through the report. "Adria Yulath, a human Forgemaster, used the local Gate three days ago to reach Xaanx where she stayed for a couple of days before returning to Zalth. That's all we know."
"Xaanx is one of the most important trading hubs of the Kingdom." Lith pondered. "It's famous for its black market. I bet our missing Forgemaster went there to procure something outside the official channels."
"Agreed. Let's go." A few Warp Steps later they reached the nearest city equipped with a Warp Gate and from there Zalth was only one step away.
Ryka, Strider, and Lith shapeshifted to average human forms to not draw attention. Lith was already human but the presence of the Supreme Magus of the Kingdom was bound to cause a fuss.
They couldn't let their mark know they were tracking her down.
As for Solus, she just hid the colored streaks in her hair before reaching the city.
"Good morning. I'm Assistant Constable Strider Vhan and I need information about this person." The Zouwu said to the Association clerk while showing him a badge and the hologram of his mark.
"One moment." The clerk, a balding middle-aged man passed the badge over a crystal on his desk. Only after the gemstone glowed blue and the database confirmed Strider's identity did the clerk reply.
"Mage Phanil was here three days ago and again yesterday. Is there a problem?"
"Yes, Mage Gotah." Strider nodded after reading the clerk's name from the tag on his chest. "She's suspected of buying contraband from Xaanx's black market and we need to question her."
This way, even if rumors of the investigation reached Adria, she would just believe that her alias had been burned. An assistant Constable meant more a routine check than a manhunt.
"If you say so." The clerk shrugged. "With all due respect, Mage Phanil barely passed her admission test to the Association and is one of the many nameless mages in our fold.
"She lacks the means to buy anything dangerous, let alone the skills to put them to use. We protect her and those like her in the hope their offspring will carry greater magical talent."
"I know, but are you going to tell that to my Archon?" Strider's voice held a perfect blend of annoyance and frustration typical of a subordinate sent on a wild goose chase. "Because I'm not going to risk a note on my personnel file."
"Me neither." At the mention of an Archon, Gotha swallowed a lump of saliva. "We small fries must do what we are told, no matter how stupid the order is."
"Can you tell us anything about Phanil?" Ryka asked.
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