Supreme Magus novel Chapter 556

Zinya’s house was a two story building, in the middle rim of Xylita. Her husband came from a family of merchants that had been on the rise during the past decade. Kamila shivered at the thought it could have been her living there.

To bind the Sarta and the Retta households by blood, her parents had offered the young Fallmug his choice of their daughters to be his bride. Back then, she was still obedient and naïve.

Only after seeing her sister’s misery had Kamila found the strength to rebel against the fate her parents had set for her and joined the army to escape from the marriage they had arranged for her.

Fallmug had picked Zinya because she was prettier than Kamila and also because back then Kamila was too young. In his eyes, there was no point in having a toy if he had to wait a couple of years to play with it.

Kamila steeled herself, trying not to think about the lust filled glances Fallmug would give her whenever they met or his creepy remarks about regretting his past choices.

She knocked on the solid wood door and waited. Vylna, one of the housemaids, opened the door. Her countenance went from surprise to contempt in the space of a single moment when she recognized Kamila.

With her pretty face and curvy body, she was currently her master’s favorite, making her more powerful than the lady of the house. In her eyes, Kamila was just an outcast from whom she could make some pocket money from time to time.

"You’re not welcome here. Please leave, or I’ll call the guards." Vylna said when she noticed that Kamila wasn’t handing her the usual two silver coins. Vylna wouldn’t risk her master’s anger for a smaller sum than what a Lieutenant made in a week.

Kamila grabbed the door’s edge, blocking it with ease. She was weak for a soldier, but she had always kept herself in shape, whereas Vylna was just weak.

"Good morning. I’m Lieutenant Kamila Yehval, Field Assistant Constable. I’m here because we have received an anonymous report of domestic abuse. I need to speak with Lady Sarta." Kamila shoved her badge in the housemaid face and rejoiced seeing her going pale.

"Master Fallmug doesn’t want you in here, badge or not." Vylna stuttered.

"You can’t come inside without a warrant and I doubt there is any report. You’re just making it up!"

Yet she was wrong. Kamila had written it herself and submitted it diligently following protocol. For once, the inescapable tendrils of bureaucracy were on her side.

"Your unwillingness to cooperate with the investigation forces me to ask for a search warrant. I’m sure mister Sarta will be grateful to you when his house is turned upside down by the officers. I wonder what the neighbors will say, though."

Kamila took out her army amulet and called the local authorities with a voice so loud that many people stepped out of their doors to see what was happening.

"Please stop, miss Yehval. You can come inside." Vylna grabbed her hand as fear quickly turned into panic.

Having a Constable at the door was already bad for the Sarta, getting their house searched like they were petty criminals, might ruin their reputation and business. Fallmug would flay her alive if he lost even a copper coin because of her.

"It’s Constable Yehval to you." Kamila broke Vylna’s grip, her voice oozed poison. She was seconds away from slapping the maid’s face, but she held her temper unwilling to taint what her uniform stood for by abusing her powers.

"Touch me again, and I’ll arrest you for assaulting an officer."

Vylna seemed to shrink. She lowered her head, incapable of looking Kamila in the eyes anymore, and turned around to show her the way. Just like Xylita, the house hadn’t changed.

Her rage peaked when Vylna used a key to unlock the tea room’s door. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}