Supreme Magus novel Chapter 447

The inner area of the temple was 30 meters long and 20 meters wide. Every step the group made echoed inside the empty hall. Dust and dirt covered the statue and the altar. Even the stone benches where once believers would sit on to pray looked like nobody had touched them for months.

Everything of artistic value had been stripped from the walls over time. Where once were bas-reliefs and mosaics, now there were holes with jagged edges.

"This is odd." Jirni said after checking the side rooms. "Despite the lack of maintenance, the temple is still in good shape. I would expect it to be a playground for the kids during the day and a shelter for the homeless during the night."

The mages checked for secret passages with earth magic, but to no avail. Even using Life Vision and the array detecting spell revealed nothing.

"When did you find the time to learn Warden magic?" Jirni was surprised seeing Lith scanning the place with spells belonging to different specializations.

"I’m not a Warden. I just learned how to detect arrays and how to cast the most useful ones for combat situations." Lith had been too busy with his research to have the time to become even an amateur Warden.

He knew how to cast the array detecting spell because otherwise he wouldn’t be able to share what he discovered with Life Vision, which allowed him to see all kinds of hidden magic.

The only arrays he knew were the so called "impossible arrays", formations that only an Awakened could cast and which belonged to the legacies left by previous Magi.

After a full sweep of the temple which resulted in a bust, they split into groups of two. Jirni would go with Manohar, Kamila with Tista, and Lith with Dorian. They needed to cover as much ground as possible in the little time they had left.

"The trick is to blend in." Jirni explained while her uniform and Manohar’s shapeshifted into a simple cotton dress and a white shirt over brown pants respectively.

"Mix up with the crowd and ask normal questions. People love to gossip when given the chance." She messed up her hair to make them disheveled and applied a fine powder that made them look shaggy.

Then she put make up to her face, neck, and hands until she lost any resemblance of nobility. She even dirtied her nails on purpose before doing the same to Manohar. When she finished, they looked like two daily laborers.

"As long as he shuts up, I’ll make my way while pretending we are a married couple just arrived in town who is looking for a cheap home. It’ll give us a reason to ask about the neighborhood."

"Don’t flatter yourself, woman." Manohar scoffed. "Even while looking like this, no one will ever believe that a handsome man like me would marry an old bat like you. I’m not Lith, I don’t like old-timers." He said while pointing at Kamila.

"I’m younger than you, jerk!" She replied in anger.

"Tista, Lith, no one in their right mind would ever believe you come from a poor upbringing, no matter how much make up I apply to you. You have to improvise." Jirni explained as she executed a knee strike on Manohar’s gonads, making him double over in pain.

"Dorian, Kamila, usually people hate uniforms, but maybe they are desperate enough to ask for help. Pretend to patrol the streets and wait for people to talk to you. Any questions?" Aside from Manohar’s groans, the temple was silent.

"Good. Let’s meet here an hour after sundown." _{freёweɓnovel.com}

Tista and Kamila walked for about half an hour before giving upon Jirni’s plan. Instead of seeking their help, people approached them to make sure they weren’t lost and warned them it was a dangerous place for two young women.