Chapter 342: Used to it
Kien, Art, and Vix didn’t have to wait long for the introductions that Arwin promised them. The inn started to wake just a few minutes after their conversation had finished.
Lillia informed them that people were already heading down from their rooms and entering the common room. She, as such, had already started on breakfast — even though she hadn’t budged a foot from where she stood in the basement.
“I’ve sent for Monica,” Lillia said absently. “Rodrick too.”
“Why Rodrick?” Art asked suspiciously.
“Because he’s an expert on this plotty-schemey shit,” Lillia replied without missing a beat. One of her hands twitched and her head tilted to the side. Her lips pursed in concentration for a moment before she continued as if nothing had happened. “And if you’re planning to ally with us, then you better accept him.”
“It is not that I do not accept Rodrick,” Art said. “I respect him.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Lillia asked.
“The problem is that I respect him.”
Arwin hid a smile. It looked like Art wasn’t much a fan of getting outmaneuvered. He supposed that he wouldn’t have been either, had he stood in the boy’s shoes. It was a tough comparison. Unfortunately for Art, Rodrick had quite a bit of experience — and an entire library of magical, forbidden knowledge — up on him.