Chapter 492: Volume Eleven: shrouded in Fog and Smoke - Four: The Voyage
"Mr. Rebry, it seems your profession changes with your hobbies, be it a mage, adventurer, magic item manufacturer, or even a salesman. Your natural optimism is something I deeply envy. I would be content if I could achieve that state of mind one day."
Komer’s compliment lacked any emotional color, making it hard to tell if there was any sarcasm or mockery, and Rebry seemed unbothered by it. Their focus appeared to be elsewhere.
"Well then, Lord, I don’t think you came here just to praise my variety of hobbies, haha. So, is the plan to go to the swamp all set? It looks like you intend to have Mage Lome also wade into these murky waters. It seems that our Lord has gained some insights from tutoring this defector from the Church of Light. Are you really that confident in her?"
The mocking tone carried an undercurrent of disapproval as the sloppy mage gently swayed the nameless short rod in his hand.
Komer wasn’t sure if the item was the mage’s experimental magic wand, but its shape was quite unique; it was both thick and short, resembling a mallet more than anything, with equally smooth ends and not a single decorative pattern, yet he handled it with great dexterity, like a circus clown performing on the streets, radiating a sense of comedic absurdity.
"Mr. Rebry, you need not worry too much about this. Ms. Lome’s performance has far exceeded our expectations, and you cannot deny that the Church of Light has a significant advantage in selecting their disciples. The many devout believers allow them to comfortably choose excellent candidates with ease. Ms. Lome’s aptitude is undoubtedly top-notch. After experiencing the grandeur of light magic, it’s time she gains an understanding of the depth of dark magic. By the way, I forgot to mention, the dark doctrines and principles of dark magic seem to have a natural allure for Ms. Lome—a very welcome phenomenon indeed."
Komer’s words brimmed with high praise for his disciple. Rebry even wanted to remind him that all she had buried deep in her memory as a light mage could potentially resurface at any moment. He was unclear on the method Komer used to make this powerful light mage lose her memory.
"Alright then, if you have such strong trust in Ms. Lome, I won’t belabor the point. Everything on my end is ready; I await your orders, Lord. The Jellyfish People don’t seem to have any bases near Caucasus; they’re mostly situated to the west, near the marshy borders of the Duchy of Rosenbourg and the Luval City-State. Where do you plan to make contact with them?"
Shrugging his shoulders, the sloppy mage seemed to know that at times, the Baron could be quite stubborn. He tactfully avoided lingering on the issue.