Book 2: Chapter 25
It took a full week and considerable effort, but Garrett eventually managed to plant and cultivate five flowers in each of the assassins, learning much in the process. Though five blooms was enough to overwrite the personality of a lighting stage awakened, the attitude of the individual during the time the flowers were growing appeared to determine how useful they would be after the flowers finished blooming. Vale, who had been mostly willing to cooperate with growing the dream seed Garrett had planted to five blooms, had retained much of his taciturn personality, and could operate with a high degree of independence, allowing Garrett to assign him to guard the end of the tunnel in the swamp.
Looking at the five converted assassins, Garrett was almost at a loss as to what to do with them. They had fought the process the whole way, even putting up resistance after the third and fourth blooms when the dream flowers had begun to work their influence. The result was that their personalities had been almost completely erased as they were forcefully dominated by the five blooms. When given an instruction they were happy to carry it out, but the rest of the time, they acted more like plants than humans, content to stand in place and do absolutely nothing.
Thankfully, they still responded to danger, moving quickly to protect Garrett and the other flowers, bringing all of their skills to bear when they did so. It was just initiative and independent thought that was lacking. This was especially true for Patolov, who had attempted to kill himself at every single chance he got. Garrett had not been about to let him off the hook, and paid special attention to the leader of the Second Wing, observing the process with extra care.
Still, it was good to have five more awakened fighters, even if they couldnt be used for more than guard duty, and Garrett sent them all to work under Vale, guarding the tunnel to the swamp. Two stayed inside the city, making sure that the entrance to the tunnel remained hidden, while the other three were posted outside, guarding the swamp entrance with Vale. Unfortunately, the conversion also wiped out a good two days of the experience gain that Garrett had gotten from the awakened dreamers forays into the dream.
Life had settled down, and still the Grave Walkers hadnt made their move, despite being seen more often on the outskirts of the Familys territory, so Garrett was considering pushing the issue forward when an unexpected visitor showed up. Wheeling his chair out to the great room, Garrett greeted Chief Exorcist Fellix with a slight bow. The chief had three others with him, all dressed in the leather armor common to adventurers, but sporting the yellow armbands that marked them as official exorcists.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Hello, Chief Fellix. Its nice to see you again.
Heh, you dont have to lie, Mr. Klein, Fellix said, waving his hand. Im here on unofficial business. A personal matter of a private nature, so I was wondering if you could spare me some time?
Of course. Why dont we go to my office? This way.
Turning his chair around, Garretts mind raced as he tried to anticipate the conversation that was coming. Nothing came to him, however, and he was forced to wait until the others had settled down before learning what brought Chief Fellix to him. The three awakened who were with the chief either sat or looked around the room, causing Garrett to grow slightly nervous. One of them, a man with blonde hair and a sleepy look, began browsing his bookshelves, running his index finger over the books as he read the titles, while the other two, a pretty woman of about thirty with jet black hair and striking blue eyes, and a no nonsense veteran with a scar on his chin and cheek, took seats on either side of the chief.
Sitting behind his desk, Garrett waited in silence for Chief Fellix to speak, his senses straining just in case something happened, all the while sending quiet messages for the members of the Family to gather. He didnt think that Fellix would do something like threaten him, but he also had no way of reading what was on the Chief Exorcists mind. After making himself comfortable, Fellix looked around and nodded.
Youve made a tidy little life for yourself. If Im not mistaken, this used to be Ghouls Tooth territory, right?
Despite wishing that the chief would get straight to the point, Garrett played along with the smalltalk, smiling and nodding.
Yes, it was under the Ghouls Tooth gang for a long time. However, after what happened with Henrick, the gang decided to break up. Those of us who stayed wanted a bit of a different direction, so we decided to try working on a more positive type of organization.
By starting a cult? the sleepy looking man over at the bookshelves asked, causing Garrett to look over at him.
Oh, I never introduced everyone. This is Henri, Marta, and thats Grant. Theyre all first order exorcists that work under me.
Greeting the grizzled veteran, the black haired woman, and the blonde man in turn, Garrett raised his eyebrows slightly.
Im not familiar with how the exorcists work. What is a first order exorcist?
That just means that they are allowed to operate independently, with teams of their own. Third order are our trainees, while second order are those done with training, but without teams.
I see. It would seem that I have quite the illustrious group visiting and I had no idea. My apologies.
Nodding, Garrett opened up a desk drawer and took a small wooden box out, placing it on the desk where the exorcists could see it. The box was decorated with a portrait of Ryn, smiling much more graciously than Garrett had ever seen her smile in real life, above a five petaled flower that glittered with color. Taking the top off the box, he revealed a full set of stamped soap bars, each cut thin so they could be sold individually, and wrapped in a gauzy fabric.
This is our flagship product, and its proven to be pretty popular, Garrett said, gesturing to the bars of soap. Were starting to move into other products as well, scents, candles, and such, and will be beginning food production soon, with meats, processed grains, and other things that make life better.
Is that one of your principles too? Grant asked with a cynical smile.
It relates to that same principle I mentioned before. Action should create life. This is part of our attempt to do that. Anyway, I think that the popularity of the products is part of what is driving that symbol to show up everywhere, though part of it is just market awareness. People like being part of something, belonging to something, and this has given them something to be part of.
Especially if theyre paying for it, Grant retorted. We saw your blue coated gang members on our way here.
You seem to have the wrong impression about us, Garrett said, turning his attention to the blonde haired man. We do not accept protection fees. We do not shake down local merchants. We do not steal from those in our neighborhoods. We enforce peace and lawful behavior, and deal strictly with both conflict and lawlessness. Our guardians are there to help the citizens, acting as a replacement for the largely absent city guard. If anything, we are a civic organization, committed to the protection of the citizens and the improvement of their daily lives.
In return, they go about their lives, causing no trouble and doing their best to elevate themselves and their neighbors. Sure, they might have a preference for the products we release, but any bias they have is created internally, out of gratitude, not from external pressures. Or, its because they believe our products to be the best, which they are, and we dont mind lending the hard working folks credit. There are a lot of factors that go into it, but to call it a cult is a far stretch.
Sensing that Grant wanted to argue, Chief Fellix held up his hand to cut the blonde haired exorcist off.
Thank you for indulging our curiosity. You have built quite an impressive organization in a short time and I think that we are all marveling at how prosperous it seems to be. But, today we have other matters to talk about, matters that, I fear, are not so pleasant.
Putting the lid back on the box of soap, Garrett didnt put it away, but pushed it to the side as he waited for the chief to continue.
As you know, our primary line of work is investigating supernatural incidents in the city. We are an independent organization, but due to the specialist nature of our work, we are often called upon to deal with sensitive cases that involve the nobility and the upper classes. Well, weve run into one such case, and I was hoping that you might help us.
Blinking at Chief Fellix, Garrett found himself at a complete loss. Of all the things he thought the Chief Exorcist might bring up, working together was not one of them.
You want me to help you with a case?
Yes. I understand that this is highly unusual, and in fact, my subordinates didnt agree that it was a good idea, but I hope that after meeting you and speaking with you, theyll have changed their minds. Our organization isnt large, and it has become a challenge to do our job well, since supernatural events are constantly on the rise. Furthermore, our experiences have led us to have a rather, uh, rough outlook on life. You, on the other hand, could pass for a noble, and would have a much easier time mixing with the upper classes, which would in turn make working on those cases easier.
He does have a pretty face, Marta said, giving Garrett a little smile.
Ignoring her, Garretts mind raced. He wanted to say no as he was already finding himself overstretched, but he had been looking for a way to infiltrate the exorcists, and what better way than working with them directly. However, the closer his proximity, the more likely they would start to suspect him. He had not done a good job making the dream flower that the Family used as their symbol distinct from the dream flowers inside the dream, and already people who encountered both were beginning to make the connections, so it was unlikely he would be able to hide it from the exorcists for long either.
Mixing with nobility is one thing, Garrett said, a faint frown furrowing his brow. But why do you think Id be interested in getting mixed up with supernatural events?
Because the benefits outweigh the risks, Chief Fellix said, a sly smile slipping onto his lips as he smoothed his mustache with his index finger. You have been involved in multiple supernatural events in the last few months, and you have come away unscathed from all of them. That tells me that you are not entirely helpless, which is the best that any of us could ask for in an exorcist. But more importantly, it means youve seen the power of mysterious artifacts.
Pausing, as if to gather himself, Fellix leaned forward, his voice lowering to a whisper.
What if I told you there was a whole other world, just out of sight, that is filled with these powerful items, ready for the taking?
