Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4422

Chapter 4422: Trouble in Ghishal (Part 2)

"Leria spends more time at his home than mine. And don’t get me started about the triplets. Ever since they got their magical beasts, all they do is run through the woods with those furballs!"

"I hear you." Locrias nodded. "Now, however, I need you to listen to me. If I leave Gilly in there for too long, I’ll have to buy half your shop for her birthday."

"You say it like it’s a bad thing." The blacksmith rubbed his hands with greed.

"Oh, shut up." Locrias told Zekell about the bandaged man and the eerie news from Ghishal County. "Do you know anything about this?"

"Not at all, but that doesn’t mean that man was lying." Zekell took out his communication amulet, checking the Web of Knowledge and the interlink. "No caravan travels while there is the risk of getting caught in a snowstorm or the maw of a pack of hungry beasts.

"Communications are reduced to a minimum until spring. All I can tell you is that I can’t find any mention of trouble in Ghishal in the news. Yet I have to admit that this situation is weird. This winter I did most of my business via the Warp Gate."

He pointed at the local branch of the Mage Association.

"If the Mage Association heard something about this, they would have told me. Let me ask around a bit."

Zekell entered the nearby shops, asking anyone who had recently received or sent a cargo of merchandise outside of Lustria for information about the situation in the neighboring counties. The answer baffled him.

"No one has heard anything about trouble in Ghishal." The blacksmith tormented his well-groomed beard. "All caravans arrived in one piece and made no mention of bandits."

"This is weird indeed." Locrias nodded. "Thanks, Zekell. I’d better get Gilly and leave before she finds too many things she likes."

"Don’t worry about that. I’ll make you the family discount." The Blacksmith said.

"You mean you’d sell me jewelry at cost as you do with Lith?"

"I meant at distant family discount." Zekell cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Better than nothing." Locrias rushed into the goldsmith, opening his seven eyes to look in multiple directions at the same time. "I’m done, Gilly. We can go now."

"One minute and I’m done as well, Dad." She raised her hand to draw his attention, but it was already too late.

Locrias had already seen what she had picked among the vast selection of priceless jewels, and it punched a hole through whatever mana organ had replaced his human heart.

Gilly was in the men’s section of the shop, holding two golden cufflinks shaped after the Royal Crown’s insignia. The same symbol that the members of the Corps carried on their badge and that Locrias had his wife, Cidra, embroider on the breast pocket of his shirts.

"This is for you, Dad." She showed him the elegant design of the cufflinks before putting them on his buttoned cuffs.

"Why? It’s not my birthday." Locrias asked in confusion.

"Because I love you, silly." She chuckled. "Why that face? You don’t have to worry about the price. I’ve already paid for them with my own money."

"That’s not the issue." Locrias had an Adamant-Davross alloy for knees, yet he felt them getting weaker by the second.

"Then what’s the problem? You don’t like them?"

’That man had no reason to lie, and no one would endure that kind of injury for a stupid prank. In my experience, when something is weird, it’s because something bigger is going on.’ He thought as he pressed Keyla’s contact rune.

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