Chapter 800: Manohar's Wife Part 2
Moreover, if the Undead Courts became able to freely move throughout Garlen, they would overcome their biggest limitation that until that moment had prevented them from being a real threat to the living.
Most undead couldn't move during the day and some couldn't even leave their deathplace for long. The Kingdom's Gate system security made it impossible for them to use it without getting discovered and establishing one of their own was impossible to them.
Undeath made them lousy Forgemasters due to the inability to properly channeling the light element. Creating a Gate, carving it with runes, and infusing it with a spell powerful enough to bend space through hundreds of kilometers of distance was more than any of them could do.
Their only hope was to get their hands on a pre-existing one.
After hearing Quylla's answer Marth inwardly sighed in relief. He couldn't order her anything and when he had tried to contact Jirni, she had refused to tell him about her daughter's whereabouts.
"Quylla has just returned from the living nightmare Kulah was and she has yet to fully recover from her trauma of being the victim of a slave ring. She has already sacrificed plenty enough for the Kingdom.
"I will not allow you to bring her to a warzone." Had been Jirni's parting words with Marth and her tone had left no space for discussion, not if Marth liked his head where it was.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" Phloria asked. "With all due respect, Headmaster, I can't entrust my sister's safety to a bunch of strangers. Especially when they are a bunch of weirdos."
"If it is of any consolation, we are not here alone. Both the Blood Desert and the Gorgon Empire have sent their best Healers to find a cure as soon as possible." Marth said. "The research teams have details from both our respective countries and Laruel. So far, things have gone smoothly."
"Yeah, but that's only because you're nowhere near finding a cure." Friya said. "Otherwise you wouldn't risk asking for Quylla's help. Only once you get a hold of the problem will the real fight begin. I'm with Phloria on this.
"It wouldn't be a vacation spending my time worried for Quylla every second of the day anyway."
Lith inwardly cursed and after asking to use the bathroom, he set up all of the necessary protections to make a call. He was eager to inform the Council about it and ask them to move their asses. Unfortunately, all of his amulets were dead.
Laruel's arrays prevented any form of communication with the outside to prevent the city from being discovered. Lith returned to his seat, incapable of making his mind. On one hand, he didn't want to leave his friends alone, on the other hand, he was sick and tired of that kind of bullshit.
"You don't have to worry about me. Do what you think is right." Kamila took his hand, mistaking Lith's silence for guilt because he was about to go away again.
"This is bigger than you and me. I'm not really okay with you spending so much time with your ex, nor staying in a city full of…" She didn't mean to be rude for their hosts, so all Kamila could do was pointing her finger at Ryssa who kept caressing Marth uncaring for the presence of guests.
"But if this situation gets out of hand, it wouldn't be just a problem for the big cities anymore. Any psycho could come and go at will, even to Lutia. No one would be safe, no matter where they live."
Lith silently nodded. This time even escaping to the Empire or the Desert was pointless. For once the Griffon Kingdom wasn't at fault and the problem was too big to leave it in the hands of a bunch of strangers.
Yay chapter 800