Ronsius was on the brink of offering aid to his long-term friend King Gemilan’s kingdom. Given their proximity to the Baclans, he concluded they would require more assistance than the dukedom. In addition, theduchy had already been stable following the arrival of the Red-Faced Orcs.
It would take him half a year to get to King Gemilan’s kingdom, so Ronsius was in a hurry from the early morning. The wagon he customized for himself resembled a small library. The Archmage Ronsius didn’t need an escort, but the reason why he prepared the family’s knights and wizards separately was to not be disturbed.
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While he was packing Saint Cassian’s archives in his bag, his granddaughter came over.
“Count Stean is here.”
A group of people had come to visit him. One of the duke’s agents who had infiltrated Ronsius’s family must have already informed them. Though uncertain about their intentions for detaining him here, Ronsius remained resolute in his determination to help his friend this time.
“Tell them that I have been stuck in the lab for days.”
She sighed. “I already did, but they keep saying that they must see you right now.”
“Did they tell you what is going on?” he asked.
She nodded. “They said it’s about the Red-Faced Orcs.”
Ronsius heard earlier that there was a mysterious incident in the barony of Baran.
His granddaughter added, “Some people came from the temple.”
“I don’t think it’s a big enough deal for them to be involved… Put the wagon away first.”
