In the city of Waham.

Zeke is standing by one of the alleyways vomiting his lungs out. Maeve is there by his side as she watches him in disgust.

“Damn. Huff, I never liked flying. To think I’d be this sick. If only that damn musclehead had done his job right, I wouldn’t have to suffer this much humiliation.”

“I think you do plenty of humiliation by just breathing.”

“Are you being smart with me? Never mind that, let’s go to Naomi.”

The reason why Zeke was puking was because he had gotten a mission from X himself. He was informed of what had happened here and needed to solve the problem asap. Because it would take 3 days on horseback from the capital to Waham if he were to ride without a break, he was left without a choice but to ride a giant eagle which one of his men owns.

They managed to arrive here within a matter of hours but that wasn’t without its own consequence. Zeke gets sick every time he rides something that flies.

***

They arrive at Naomi’s inn.

“Hello there, Naomi.”

As soon as Naomi hears his voice, her face becomes gloom.

“I wished I wouldn’t have to hear your annoying voice until I died but I guess the heavens aren’t that generous.”

“Ouch, that hurts my heart you know that.” Says Zeke as he takes a sit at the counter.

“Let’s skip the chitchat. The sooner you get what you want the sooner I get to get rid of you.”

“Always business with you isn’t it. I mean, maybe I came to visit a friend.”

“We’re not friends.”

“Riiiight. But I wasn’t talking about you, now was I?”

“I don’t have time for your games, Zeke. Tell me what you are doing here?”

Zeke smiles as he narrows his eyes.

“But Naomi, you already know why I’m here don’t you?”

Naomi keeps quiet as she stares at Zeke intently, not budging.

“I see you need me to spell it out for you. Tell me what happened to Raizer? Who destroyed the warehouse and what happened to the slaves that were in the warehouse?”

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“And what makes you think I know anything about it?”

“Now who’s playing games?”

Naomi let’s out a sigh as she puffs from her pipe.

“A person arrived here two days ago. He had white hair and blue eyes.”

Zeke is shocked by the description given by Naomi.

White hair and blue eyes. Could it be…

“You seem shocked. Do you perhaps know this person?”

“No, I don’t. Continue.”

Naomi then told Zeke about Allen. About his arrival, what he had commissioned and about how he killed Raizer.

“I have to warn you Zeke. That kid, he is dangerous.”

“How come? He only killed Raizer. He can’t be that strong.”

“That’s the thing, he is. I could see it from his eyes. His on a league of his own.”

Zeke pauses as he ponders then speaks.

“Who do you think would win between him and Dread?”

“Dread is strong, there is no doubt about that but… he’d lose in a heartbeat.”

Zeke can’t help himself but ponder a bit more.

Is this person really as Naomi says he is? Well, even if he is which I doubt, why would he do this? What would he gain from doing this? Perhaps he has a quarrel with Dread? Considering that his description sounds exactly as the one that fire guy adventurer described years back, he might have come here for him. He could also be part of a secret organisation that we might not know anything about considering he wanted information about this country’s higher-ups. Argh, I hate unknown variables.

“What about the slaves? What happened to them?”

“Half of them disappeared to who knows where and the other half, I was commissioned by him to get them away, so I used my contacts with the Freedom Fighters.”

Zeke can’t help himself but be shocked.

“Are you crazy! Do you know what the Society will do to you if they find out? It was reckless of you to accept such a commission.”

“The slaves had already been teleported to a nearby forest. The only thing I needed to do was to contact the Freedom Fighters.”

“Teleported? All of them?”

“Yes.”

So, this variable is also capable of using teleportation magic. Things have just become complicated. Could he perhaps be a master level magician? Master level magicians are rare. If they were to become adventurers, their rank would be S. Maybe this person might be capable of defeating Dread after a long-fought battle.

“You covered your tracks?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. I made sure not to leave a trail.”

“It was reckless of you though.”

“I know but I couldn’t help myself considering what the payment was.”

“What did he pay you?”

“These.” Says Naomi as she takes the four potions Allen had paid her with.

The potions peek Zeke’s curiosity. He takes them, observing each one.

“Their colours are bright. Brighter than any potion I have ever seen. But I don’t know these two.” He says, looking at the booster potion and the rejuvenating potion.

“I believe they are high-grade potions, but I don’t know which level.”

“Hmm, have a potion appraiser appraise them.”

“Already ahead of you. I called a potion appraiser yesterday. They should arrive today this evening.”

“I see.”

Zeke’s eyes become fixated on the healing potion. He can’t help himself but think.

I’ve never seen a colour so potent as this. It’s definitely more colourful than the high-grade potions I’ve bought so far. Maybe this could save ‘her’.

“After successfully appraising these, let me know. Especially for this one.”

“Do you need it for something?”

“You said something about this person asking for information regarding the Wixx house?”

Naomi, who has just sensed a change in Zeke’s eyes about the question she has asked decided not to dwell on it.

“Yes.”

“Let me know what you find out about that.” Says Zeke as he stands up.

“You’re going already?”

“Not yet. I still have some ‘cleaning up’ to do. After all, the law enforcement will arrive here probably by tomorrow.”

After saying that, he leaves.