Chapter 31: Bee-hold the Truth
Belissar paced about and clutched his head. His entire body was trembling, and his heart felt like it was about to burst from his chest.
Everything bad that had happened to the village...
Everything bad that had happened to him and the people he cared about...
It was all for nothing?
Belissar grit his teeth. No...it was worse. It was because the Tower Lords had lied. The lords...the priests...the guard...all of them. Mana couldn’t poison a peasant when a humble bee could absorb it no problem. Potions couldn’t be that dangerous, or even hard to make when a monster bee could make one out of honey and a couple of common medicinal herbs.
And if Belissar had achieved all of this as a humble beekeeper in under a month, what could a full-on, prepared Tower Lord have achieved over decades, or even centuries if the rumors were true? Why did even a small village like his own struggle when a Tower could do such miraculous deeds?
And then Belissar froze, going completely still.
He thought of the day his village burned...
He remembered Niobee’s words to him...that he was hurt and that she tried to help him. And in the process made him a Tower Lord...