Chapter 753: 753
"Yeah, they did it on purpose . Keeping us from the academies so that we have no plausible explanation for our powers and we are completely dependent on our old masters .
"I never had to learn how to cook or even buy groceries, let alone get myself a job . I can't miss this opportunity . If I become Raagu's heir, I'll easily become an elder and I will never have to bother myself with money again . " Athung snarled .
Each mage could only have an heir because legacies had proved to be like kingdoms, they couldn't be split without causing a war . The Council's first attempt of increasing the numbers of Awakened to keep up the pace with fake magic's development had brought disastrous results .
Madmen, degenerates, or even worse, foolish goody-two-shoes idealists that wanted to save Mogar from itself had infiltrated their ranks, forcing the Council to purge the rotten apples before they could plant their seeds and spread like a disease .
Having more than one heir had also proved to be nigh impossible . Every mage lived believing to be the best, and sharing wasn't their strong suit . Usually having more than one heir devolved in them plotting against each other or trying to persuade their master to get rid of the competition .
Since raising their numbers had turned out to be too difficult, the Council of humans had decided to increase the quality of the heir candidates . If people like Balkor could achieve that much just by themselves, there was no telling the heights they might reach with millennia of legacies backing their research .
"Aren't you afraid that this Verhen guy could steal your spotlight? I mean, if he's really a self-Awakened, he has our same background, but unlike us, he has already made quite a name for himself . " Zartan said .
"Unlikely . " Athung sneered at the idea . "Most of his so-called feats can be easily explained with the basics of true magic disguised as talent . The only notable thing he has is his Forgemastering skill and Raagu is no Forgemaster .
"That and his body count . " Zartan pointed at all the names listed as Lith's confirmed kills .
"That's why I'm so frustrated . Even if Raagu allowed me to employ it, brute force is not an option . I spent the first twelve years of my life as a normal human and the rest holed up in a safe environment, whereas this guy has grown up on the battlefield .
"How the heck do I get a paranoid psycho killer to follow me without asking questions?" She slammed her fists on the table in frustration, cracking it . The idea of having to spend money to replace the furniture turned her stress into fury .
"Honey trap?" Zartan suggested with a laugh while exposing his hairy calf . "I mean, if violence and diplomacy are off the table, you don't have much of a choice . " His joke earned him a powerful punch in the face as an answer .
"That's not funny at all! It's my future that is at stake here, so either you get serious or you get out of here . " All Awakened received physical training and combat lessons, but very few of them actually had the opportunity to put them to use .
After two years of adventuring on her own, Athung considered to have gained quite some battle experience, but not enough to take head on an Awakened Ranger, at least not if she played it fairly .
She checked with her contacts again . The moment Lith took a Warp Gate, she would be informed of it . The hard part would be to find a way to not let their meeting end with one of them leaving the field in a body bag .
***
Living in the Ernas manor had many perks, like their personal Warp Gate . After a good shave, Lith only needed a few steps to reach any destination he wanted . The Skinwalker armor relieved him of the necessity of changing clothes and he hated cologne .
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