Chapter 55
Zeth knelt over Garon, the options fighting each other in his mind to either slaughter him right now or to continue interrogating him for any information he could ask about.
“The Blood Mage who was meant to claim that ritual was the owner of the entire guild?” he asked. “Wait, so this whole guild is just a front for a Blood Mage cabal?”
“...Yes? You didn’t know?”
“Where is Otis?”
“I-I don’t know. There are guild branches in plenty of different towns. He doesn’t come by often.”
“What does he look like, then?”
“I don’t know. Like I said, they all kept their faces hidden. B-but he’s a public figure, so maybe you could find out…somehow…?”
Somehow, after finding out who the Blood Mage behind all this was, Zeth only felt further from his goal. He’d been treating this whole thing as a sprint—just get the bare minimum amount of power, kill some random asshole in his town, and be done with it. But it was seeming more and more like this would be a much longer race.
“L-listen, are you gonna let me go?”