Supreme Magus novel Chapter 567

"Hey Lith, mind giving me a hand before we go get our dinner?" Friya asked.

"No problem. What’s the matter?" Lith stood up, feeling a little light headed.

"Are you alright? You are way paler than when we met earlier." Friya cast her best diagnostic spell on him before he could even open his mouth.

"Just tired from almost dying. No biggie." He shrugged.

Friya was happy when her spell confirmed that he was perfectly fine, just a bit famished. Yet the dying part made her flinch.

"Forget about my problem. What the heck is going on here? How did you put yourself in trouble so fast?"

"Off the record? Because it’s Ranger business, so I need you to keep it a secret." Lith replied.

’If I have to ask for her help, I need to tell her everything. Otherwise I could endanger her life for nothing.’ He thought.

"Sure. I’m your friend before being an adventurer." She said while forcing him to sit on his bed and giving him some beef jerky.

Lith told her about his new mission concerning the Church and how an assassin had ambushed him while he was on recon.

"Good gods!" Friya blurted out.

"Your Skinwalker Armor is superior even to a Ranger uniform, yet you’re saying this guy had poisoned weapons capable of piercing it?"

"Worse. Even the venom was enchanted and the Kingdom has very few alchemists capable of creating such a thing." Lith pointed out.

"You said you took one of them before retreating. Can I see it? If we identify its design or the venom, we could get some clues about the assassin’s identity." Friya said.

"No. If I take it out from my dimensional item, I risk them learning my position. Tracking spells are common for precious weapons, not to mention the possibility of a self destruct spell. Assassins aren’t supposed to leave clues behind." Lith shook his head while munching.

"True. How many people knew you are in Zantia? I mean, you arrived just a few hours ago and now there’s a snowstorm. How the heck did the assassin made it here in time?"

"Good point." Lith nodded. "Only Kamila, the city guards, Count Cestor, Viscount Krame, and your men knew about me." He stressed the last two possibilities, making her turn pale.

"Why would Krame put a bounty on your head?"

"For the same reason he doesn’t want me here. To get Zantia for himself. If I solve the problems with the church and the illness, he would lose the merits from exposing the Count’s collusion with the church and with them the chance of becoming the next city Lord."

Friya was about to ask why Lith suspected her men too when she realized she already knew the answer all too well. Money. The idea of having a traitor in her guild made her furious, even more so since it wasn’t the first time.

"Calm down, Friya. I’m just looking at all the possible angles. My main suspect is someone else." He said as she bit her lower lip out of frustration.

"The Count? After all, he turned off his communication amulet after requesting your assistance. That way, he forced you to come even if he wanted to cancel the mission and had all the time to call for an assassin." She said.