Chapter 150
"Forgive her, she has no filter." Karl says and both me and Elder Song laugh.
"Karl, this is Elder Song, my friend and mentor from the Shadowed Blade Sect. Elder Song, this is Karl, third rank high Priest of the Death God."
"She spoke very highly of you." Elder Song smiles. "Tell me, as a fellow Arcane mage, what was that spell you used on the Golden Field Sect? I felt the lingering traces when I arrived, but I couldn’t make sense of it."
"How familiar are you with atomic theory?" Karl asks, and the two move off to the side to chat about spell crafting.
"Your friend is a strange one, isn’t he? The new arrival I mean." Mica says, looking over at the two talking animatedly about spells and the possibilities of true alchemy, as in elemental transmutation through Arcane Magic.
They both know it’s possible as they can both use summoning spells, but they’re convinced there’s a more energy efficient method they could devise.
"This is nothing. Wait until they get into forbidden spells and advanced weaponry. They’ll likely be at that all day. How are the kids doing? Are they settling in well?"
"They’re adjusting quickly. They’re out in the yard, picking weeds right now. Since they have room to move around now their energy level has been way up, so the Matron has been adding chores to their rotation."
I think a little while, "You should add kitchen duties to their list. It’ll help if they’re all good cooks when they go off to look for jobs. Eating in restaurants is expensive. The older ones can clean windows in the cathedral too. No need to tell them the windows would eventually clean themselves."
Mica laughs, thinking of all the things they would have to clean if the building didn’t do it itself with magic.
"We will start their career training early too. Children of tradesmen do already if their kids are taking over from them. They will need any advantage they can get. What do the Red Priestesses do with orphans in your world?"