Chapter 26
Zeth stood in front of the two guards sitting at the desk, awaiting their response.
“What do you have to report?” the one named Kirik asked, not looking very interested.
He cleared his throat. “Right, so, about a month ago, my dad was murdered. There was a group of Wicked thralls arrested for the crime already, and I do believe they did it, but I also believe you haven’t realized something about them. I think they were aligned with the Blood Mage going around now, who assisted them with the killing.”
“If something like that were the case, we would’ve heard about it already,” the man said. “Either from interrogations or other witnesses. We’ve gotten lots of people like you in here, deciding that the shadow on the wall must’ve been a spectre of death or the latest monster that came through a realm portal. I’m not going to waste my time listening to another bout of hysteria.”
“Hey,” the other man said, leaning over to Kirik. His name tag read ‘Pombus.’ “Let’s at least hear him out? Doesn’t look crazy to me.”
Kirik rolled his eyes. “They never do.”
Pombus looked at Zeth. “I’m not busy right now. Shoot. Tell me your theory about the conspiracy to kill your family.”
“That’s not—” he sighed. “It’s not a conspiracy. I’m just trying to tell you what I saw. My dad went out on the edge of the forest for a few hours, and when we went out there later to look for him, he was dead. My mom went back to report it, but I stayed behind and continued investigating. And while I did, I caught a glimpse of something strange in the treeline. At the time, I was in shock and didn’t think too closely about it, but after everything that’s happened now, I have reason to believe the Blood Mage in this town was working with the Wicked thralls to kill my father.”
Kirik leaned back in his chair, silently shaking his head.