"Please, refrain from asking more titles or annuities, because those who rise too fast draw on themselves the wrong kind of attention." Tyris said.
"Then I’d like to keep the Balor’s body for myself. Also, I think I’ll spend my leave practicing Forgemastering. Can you provide me with these metals?" Lith handed her a very short list, but each material was accompanied by a big number.
"I can assure you that all of your requests will be fulfilled, except for the adamant. It’s too rare and precious to waste it for the experiments of a novice Foragemaster. No offense." She replied.
"None taken. What’s the next best thing I could receive?"
"Money and Orichalcum. Gold is a mage’s best friend. Whatever your project is, you’ll need it. As for the Orichalcum, it’s a natural alloy of silver containing traces of adamant. It’s the perfect material for most artifacts and with the proper treatment, it can become harder than steel. Is it good enough for you?" Tyris asked.
"Yes, thank you very much. I would also like to learn the metalworking techniques you mentioned earlier."
’I can’t depend on Zekell forever. Especially for the items I need to create with true Forgemastering.’ Lith thought.
"Everything will be delivered to your door. But I have to order you to remain here until the situation settles." Tyris made him snap out of his reverie.
"Removing so many nobles at once will make the city chaotic. Once Count Cestor’s treachery gets exposed, the citizens of Zantia will lose much of their trust in the nobles who have failed them and they will shift it on the heroes who saved them.
"Your presence will help to make the transition as quick and painless as possible."
Lith was happy at the idea of spending some more time with Friya. Leaving right after completing his mission would mean treating her as if she was just a means to an end, whereas she was his friend.
’I can’t believe I’m thinking about this in a non sarcastic way.’ Lith thought.
’One step at the time. Progress, not perfection.’ Solus said. In her eyes, Lith had many important people in his life, yet he appreciated only a few of them.
Solus too was afraid of the possibility that he could die and reincarnate somewhere else. However, what really terrified her was the idea that to achieve his goal, Lith would lose everything and everyone else in the process, making it a hollow victory.
"I’ll take my leave. Scourge, Ernas." Protector opened a Warp Steps and disappeared. The arrival of the army and all the magic employed during the battle had lured quite a crowd of onlookers.
Lith approved of Protector’s choice. He had left before more humans could see him and had pretended to not know Friya.
’I guess that during the past five years he has learned some common sense.’ Lith thought.
Friya and Lith had to provide a full report of all the events before returning to Viscount Krame’s mansion. They were both starving and craving for some rest.
"Shouldn’t you call Kamila? I bet she’s jealous of you spending so much time alone with a gorgeous woman." Friya said during dinner while sweeping her hair behind her ear.
"Don’t worry. Tyris and I are barely acquaintances. Also, I never remained alone with her, so my reputation is safe." He replied with a sneer.
"Son of a..." Friya didn’t like her joke being turned against her and punched him on the shoulder. Pain radiated from her wrist the moment her fist struck him. She had hit softer brick walls.
"I noticed that you didn’t bring any member of your guild with you at the Church of the Six. We could have used some help." Lith said.
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