Chapter 671: But what if the fish want to fish you to?
"Damn...he really is predictable," I scratched my neck after listening to the report coming in the middle of the night.
How do I say this? I got second-hand embarrassment from the way he acted like a typical young master villain. I was glad that he did everything as we envisioned, but I got the same feeling I did when tricking Jade--I giggled for a bit, and then felt pathetic and childish for feeling glad about taking candy from a child.
I mean...he didn’t even bother to scrutinize the spear or study the ’relic’ more before stuffing them in his own pocket. Didn’t he know that if he tried to take full credit for them, he would also have to take full accountability if there was something wrong with those items?
But then again, what did he know about accountability? He did not receive any blame for the explosion that killed his own soldiers or crippled Valmeier. Anything bad happened during the missions and the war always got twisted as the demon’s doing, including the time they accidentally poisoned the lake that became the source of water for the whole region, causing the place to be unfit for habitation.
That poisonous lake was still unpurified until now, by the way.
"It’s not our fault that he’s stupid," Natha scoffed. "If it wasn’t for your ability, the war would have ended in a flash."
"...sorry?"
Natha smiled teasingly and kissed me. "It’s not your fault; it’s the king’s," he shrugged.
Anyway, from how impatience he looked, they probably would move Qu’en in the morning. "How long it takes to reach the Holy Empire?"
"There’s no portal in Sareah, so they would have to go to the nearest magic tower," Natha stroked his chin. "It would take two days of continuous riding, but if it’s that prick..."
"He’ll refuse to sleep outside, so they’ll have to make several stops," I chimed in.