Chapter 18 Evening
The red glow of sunset gradually washed over Elder Rostellum’s residence. Before long, the expansive and luxurious Gaga County County Administrative Office was veiled in evening hues.
These fiery red hues, as if the clouds themselves were scorched, lazily spilled their light onto people’s faces. This languid atmosphere was a stark contrast to the bustling activity within the Gaga County County Administrative Office.
The servants in the County Administrative Office grumbled as they worked, cursing the bizarre weather. It was nearly the Deep Winter Season, yet a fiery summer-like sunset had appeared.
The languid colors of the fiery sunset didn’t worsen Elder Rostellum’s mood; he was already irritable enough. He had used the excuse of arranging the evening banquet to flee his main office and was now hiding in the Head Chef’s office within the Gaga County kitchens.
He sat on the chef’s little stool, his hands cradling his cheeks, his gaze dazed. A tangled influx of unwelcome thoughts began to invade his already troubled mind. Babasha hardly behaved like a mayor; all he knew was how to dodge responsibility. He’d even been rendered speechless by a mere League Guard. Young Master Rostov had gotten lost, and it was clearly the League Guards’ fault. Yet that coward Babasha hadn’t shown any intention of refuting it. That Estev fellow, on the other hand, was rather resourceful. He’d not only intimidated the League Guard but had also formulated a plan. And speaking of which, why had that old crone Biggs appeared in Liuli City? She’d have to answer for hoarding those two stones later. Wasn’t she supposed to be looking for that dimwitted Adventurer? So why would she turn up in Liuli City? Could she be hiding some ulterior motive?
Chaos began to replace his agitation, taking up residence in Elder Rostellum’s mind.
This chaotic rhythm spread rapidly. Soon, Elder Rostellum’s mind could no longer contain it. The chaos began to drift unhurriedly above the Gaga County County Administrative Office, as if its massive form were searching for a new host to settle into and rest.
Soon, it found another suitable vessel.
Great Witch Biggs was that unlucky soul. Her mind, already feeling as if countless wild horses had galloped through it, was now vacant enough to welcome this new master.
The Great Witch’s original plan had been wonderful. Her arrival at the Dusk Market had also gone very smoothly. At Capon’s shop, she exchanged two Rain Crystal Stones for two Spirit Books, a wizard robe, several batches of herbs used by Wizards, and dozens of gold coins.