Chapter 184: With Impure Motives
Ambrose was highly proficient in Shapeshifting. Not only was his appearance flawless, even his voice was indistinguishable from Monge Greywater's.
But impersonating a stranger required time and practice. In his haste, Ambrose had overlooked a fundamental aspect of Monge's established persona.
The Ragetide Kingdom was poor and remote, with little talent to speak of. The high-grade magic scrolls Monge needed for his voyages were all prepared by these court mages.
He had just fought the Silent Sea Pirate Company and suffered a crushing defeat. Days later, he suddenly claimed he had lured their captain here alone through clever scheming. The story simply didn't add up.
Though the three court mages were technically "employees," this war might very well drag them into danger. The battle raging outside certainly didn't sound like something an ordinary legend could cause. The destructive force alone far exceeded their expectations. Who would feel at ease after hearing Monge Greywater's vague excuses?
If something went wrong and they were forced into the fight, wouldn't that put them in grave danger?
One of the court mages spoke gravely to Ambrose. "I require an explanation for this state of affairs. Otherwise, I must refuse to participate in this war."
Ambrose searched Monge's memories. It took him a few seconds to recall the man's identity.
"Master Tharok," he began calmly, "you question why I haven't disclosed any details of my plan. I would instead turn the tables on you: who cares? My plan succeeded. We have no time to waste! Why are you stalling for time?"