Chapter 154: The Fire Birds
Valon quickly shut the window and rushed towards his other desk, positioned to the left wall of his lab. Once he stood before it, he unwrapped his long fingers, allowing the bird to fly out of his fist once again, exposing a small piece of damaged tinder tied to one of her legs.
The prince untied the tinder from the bird’s leg, examined it with his keen eyes for a couple of seconds, then shifted his green gaze to the intricate formula written on the surface of the desk in white chalk.
"Let’s see what you have to tell us."
The moment Valon placed the tinder onto the formula, its writing turned bright blue for a split second, and before he knew it, instead of the damaged piece of tinder, the prince saw a dozen of tiny snowflakes rising up in the air.
Stretching his thin lips into a canny smile, he exclaimed traumatically,
"Got you!"
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"With all due respect, you were not supposed to act without the Holy Church’s permission, Your Highness!"
Sarith marched into his own study, his footsteps resembling those of a mad titan. The sight of Prince Valon, ever so nonchalant, fidgeting with his personal collection of rare quills, made the paladin even more angry than before.
Taking the seat behind his desk, Sarith offered Valon a somewhat stern look which the latter dismissed with a careless shrug of his shoulders and an arrogant grin,
"The Holy Church’s approval takes too long to be granted, Your Reverence, I could not possibly wait that long when I have already come up with a perfect plan; besides, when it comes to The North and Duke Tillian Valentine... As you have already seen with the necromancer witch, unexpected things can happen, spoiling our intricate arrangements at the most inappropriate times."