Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Chapter 278: Poor

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Saul had come in a hurry but he still brought enough carriages . The mages that came with him all had carriages . After the bulk of Saul’s men rejoined him, the mages were able to find a few spare carriages . Saul and Bruzuryano sat in the same carriage, and Ernest chose to sit with Anfey . Christian and Black Eleven were in the last carriage . Entos, on the other hand, chose to use magic instead of riding in carriages like the rest of them .

The carriages headed towards Mambo territory smoothly . The carriages all looked the same, but the atmosphere in each carriage was completely different . Niya sat next to Saul and was telling him about what she had experienced while she was away from the city . Her mind chose to forget the danger she was just in . She glanced down at Saul’s robe and said, "Father, why are you wearing this? It looks ugly on you . "

"What should I wear, then?" Saul asked with a smile . He was relieved that Niya was safe . "I’m poor now, darling . This is the only thing I can afford . "

"Poor?" Niya asked, frowning .

"The collection I accumulated over several decades was robbed, so I am poor now . "

Niya grinned and shook her head, imagining Saul’s face when he realized his secret chamber was empty . "Don’t worry, father . All those things are in Anfey’s care . "

"I’m not worried," Saul said . "Niya, he didn’t damage any of the books, did he?"

"He burned them," Niya said, "since they had no use to us . "

"What?" Saul asked, gasping, his eyes wide open . Those magic books were rare books he accumulated throughout his entire life . It was all he could do not to go mad with anger after hearing this .

"Don’t worry, don’t worry," Niya said, patting Saul’s shoulder . "It’s a joke . We didn’t burn them . Why would we?"

Saul sighed and shook his head . If Christian or Anfey had told him what Niya just did, he would not have believed them . Of course, Christian and Anfey, unlike Niya, did not dare to lie to his face .

Bruzuryano watched Saul and Niya with a smile . He chose to stay quiet in order not to interrupt Saul and Niya’s reunion .

"Don’t worry, father," Niya said with a sigh . "I’m happy now . I’m safe . " She smiled and leaned against Saul’s shoulder .

Saul looked at Niya dotingly and smiled, stroking her hair .

In the second carriage, there was only silence . Suzanna was still unconscious, Ernest had his eyes closed and was not talking, and Anfey was holding Suzanna and observing her expression .

Loss could cause some of the greatest pain, and hatred was torture . Having something you thought you had lost returning would bring overwhelming joy . Anfey had not experience such strong emotions in a long time, and he needed time to recover . He did not want to hide his emotions anymore, nor did he need to . He stared at Suzanna without blinking .

Suzanna shifted slightly and let out a grunt . Then she opened her eyes slowly . Her gaze met Anfey’s, and she quickly shut her eyes again .

"Suzanna," Anfey called . "Are you awake?"

Suzanna grunted . "Yes," she said, opening her eyes again . Her gaze met Anfey’s and she did not turn away this time . She still felt uncomfortable under Anfey’s gaze, however, and turned her head away . "Why are you staring at me like that?" she asked . "Makes me uncomfortable . "

"Did I?" Anfey asked, then smiled awkwardly . He did not realize how intense his gaze had been . "I’m sorry . Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable . How are you feeling?"

"I’m alright," Suzanna said . "What happened? Why am I here? What happened to the necromancers?" She reached for her sword and realized it was gone . She frowned and asked, "Where’s my sword?"

"I believe you’re looking for this," Ernest said and held out Suzanna’s sword . He was a swordsman as well, so knew how important a sword was to a swordsman .

"Thank you," Suzanna said and accepted the sword . She frowned and realized she had never seen this man before . She was still leaning against Anfey, which was something she did not like to do even in front of her friends . She felt strange displaying affection in front of a stranger .

Suzanna pushed herself up, but Anfey kept his arm around her tightly . "What are you doing?" Anfey asked . "Don’t move too much . "

Suzanna frowned and blushed . She had spend enough time with Anfey to trust him, and even though she could use combat power to escape Anfey’s embrace, she did not . She relaxed and let herself lean against Anfey, but she kept her eyes closed .

"It’s so rare," Ernest suddenly said .

Suzanna frowned . She did not open her eyes, but she was listening to the conversation . Anfey looked relaxed and she deduced that Anfey must know the man . He may even be Anfey’s close friend or family . Suzanna wanted to know Anfey better, and that included getting to know his family and friends .

"What is rare, Mr . Ernest?" Anfey asked . He was very happy and was smiling because Suzanna woke up, and the atmosphere became more lively . Anfey knew Ernest, and knew that he disliked formality and small talk . If he said "how are you" or "I missed you," Ernest may not even reply . Might as well let the conversation be more natural .

"She’s one of the youngest senior swordsmasters I’ve met," Ernest said with a smile . "And her combat power is close to breaking the boundary . If nothing goes wrong, she can become a master swordsman in a few years . If opportunity allows, maybe even sooner . "

"Opportunity?" Anfey asked . "Does…what happened count?" Anfey did not want Suzanna to know what had happened, and so did not say anything more .

Ernest smiled and nodded .

Suzanna was shocked when she heard Anfey call the man Ernest . Ernest did not have the best reputation and was widely known as a man that relied on trickery and deception . When she just met Anfey, Anfey grew angry at her for mocking Ernest . She was very interested in the man after that . She wanted to know what kind of men could earn Anfey’s respect .

"By the way, Mr . Ernest, why did you let Jerrofick escape?" Anfey asked . Ever since he learned what had happened to Ernest, he wanted Ernest to get revenge . Compared to Saul, Ernest was much simpler and much more trusting . It wasn’t hard to guess what Ernest was thinking . This did not effect Anfey’s opinion of Ernest, and he felt angry that a respectable man like Ernest was called deceitful because of Jerrofick’s lie .

"It’s not my personal battle . He ran when he saw me . I couldn’t do anything after that," Ernest said, shrugging .

"I think His Majesty must be very happy now," Anfey said with a smile . Ernest believed it was not his personal battle, meaning that he must be a very obedient soldier . Ernest could not avoid serving Maho Empire anymore . Whether Ernest stayed or not depended on Yolanthe’s attitude . Saul was the only person who could help .

"Why bring up Yolanthe?" Ernest asked with a frown .

"Did you receive His Majesty’s invitation after the war?"

"Yes . Miorich was still on the eastern front so Yolanthe wanted me to take up the job of the head of the palace guards . "

"How did you respond?"

"I declined the offer . "

Anfey frowned and did not say anything . He wish Ernest would have stayed in Maho Empire, but Ernest had his own interests and pursuits, and Anfey had no right telling him what to do .

Someone knocked on the side of the carriage, then Entos appeared . "Did I interrupt anything?" he asked with a smile . Suzanna rolled her eyes when she heard another strange voice . She knew that Anfey would not let go of her, so she chose to bury her face in his clothes .

"Don’t worry," Anfey said .

Entos wiped his brow and sat down on the ground . Entos had been using a teleportation spell instead of walking or riding in a carriage . When it came to teleportation, he was better than most people in the world . This was the result of years of practicing the same magic . Of course, Entos was interested in teleportation in the first place, or else he would never spend his entire life studying the same spell .

"I have to tell you about something," Entos said .

"What is it?" Anfey asked, curious .

"No matter what you do, don’t mention Nana in front of Master Saul, understand?"

"Nana?" Anfey asked, frowning . "Alright . I see . "