Chapter 513: An Oath.
“It hasn’t been that long, I wonder if Lucienne arrived safely back home… but I guess it’s not home anymore.”
“It’s going to be fine, she knows about me, so not like she won’t be able to visit.”
“I suppose, that’s true…”
Robert replied to Roland while Lucille patted him on the back. Both were dressed in plain, commoner clothes - nothing too fancy to match their new personas. Durendal was posing as a knight from a foreign country whose family had fallen from grace, a fate not unheard of. Curtana, on the other hand, was simply an adventurer mage who had arrived from within the kingdom. Their identities had been forged, but in a world where nobles were always right, there was little chance anyone would bother with a double-check.
The two stood before a dark screen hastily prepared out of curtains. In front of them stood a strange device of a tripod that produced a beam of light. Roland was operating it but it seemed that the trio was done with whatever they were doing here. He stepped back, his hands pulling out a small rune-covered square from within the device on a tripod.
“I never knew that you could use that spell in such a way, there are so many things left to learn!”
“I’m glad that you are enjoying yourself…”
Lucille was captivated by the entire workshop, especially the modified runes, which were highly unorthodox. She had only recently become a Runic Mage. Despite spending years under Arion’s tutelage, she’d never had the opportunity to fully study the art of runes and the intricate operating systems that Rune Mages specialized in. Roland worried that his unconventional approach might complicate her progress later, but perhaps he was overthinking it. She was a bundle of joy whenever she was around runes, and it probably helped take her mind off her issues with her familiar.
“But I’m afraid we are short on time, I need to take care of an issue at the institute…”