Chapter 444
Chapter 444 Surging Undercurrents
Feidnan City, Adept’s Tower.
Meryl stormed out of Adept Fügen’s laboratory with anger painted all over her face.
Lessons started today. Groups of apprentices rushed to the arcane hall with books in their arms. They hastily moved aside and bowed when they saw Adept Meryl walking down the corridor.
If this were any other time, Meryl would have returned their greetings with a warm smile. However, her mood today was horrible. She had no extra goodwill with which to maintain the smile on her face as she stomped and returned to her room.
Meryl’s unusual behavior caught the attention of the apprentices. They started chatting and gossiping about her once she had walked away.
Most of the apprentice adepts knew nothing about the situation, but there were some smart and sly individuals among them. They might not have seen anything happen with their own eyes, or even heard of any related news, but they are still able to piece together the whole matter based on clues and hints hidden all over the place.
“Conspiracy? What conspiracy? From start to finish, only a single water adept crushed every single one of us. We never saw any other adepts,” Pseudo-Adept Yuri was the one to reply. He was also to only one who had the rights and qualifications to talk down to Billis, “The enemy only sent one adept. If Sir Greem were willing to take a stand, we would never have lost the resource site and the mine.”
“You…”
“You, you, you,” Several of the apprentices that had lost limbs in the previous battles were going to have to spend a lot of crystals to regenerate them. Consequently, there were in no amicable mood either, “What have you done while we were fighting with the enemy on the frontline?”
“Yea! We should just send him to the resource site, see what he can say about it.”
“You don’t dare to fight with the enemy, and you stand here scolding us. Hmph!”
Billis’ face flushed red as he faced all the insults by the apprentices. He could only try and argue for his idol, “Sir Greem is not the kind of person you think he is. He will find a way. Just wait.”
“Wait, wait, and wait. We’ve already lost the mine and the resource site! What are we waiting for?”
Sabrina lightly set down the healing potions in her hands. She stood up and looked at everyone with her cold mechanical eye. Once everyone had shut up, she dragged Billis along with her and exited the hall.
“Sabrina, don’t tell me you believe their words? Do you think Sir Greem is that kind of person? Someone who would fear a fight?” Billis was still upset and couldn’t help but raise the question.
Sabrina didn’t turn back to look at him. She let go of Billis and walked towards the spiral staircase.
She stopped in front of the stone staircase and spoke, almost as if she was replying and telling herself at the same time, “They are adepts!” Having said that, Sabrina walked away without looking back.
“Adepts? What about adepts?” Billis didn’t comprehend: “What is it? Do adepts think differently from us?”
Unfortunately, no one could give his question a reply.
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The commotion downstairs couldn’t escape Greem’s spiritual senses.
He could ignore the resentment and anger of the apprentices, but it wasn’t like he felt none of it!
The Aki adepts were too radical in their actions. They were even willing to forcefully take over resource sites to force him out of hiding. It was important to note that war hadn’t been declared yet, even though tensions were high! Taking over property without declaring war was a major taboo!
If the Sarubo Clan were willing to lose face over the theft of their resource sites and report the incident to the Zhentarim Association, the Aki Clan would have to pay a hefty price. Of course, if the Sarubo did so, they would practically be announcing their weakness and frailty to the entire Zhentarim area; that they were so incapable of fighting off the enemy’s advances that they had to ask for external intervention.
It would undoubtedly be a massive blow to the Sarubo’s reputation!
That was why the enemy’s reckless and fearless actions had forced Greem into a corner. Fury and hatred bubbled within him.
“Chip, how much longer for the data model?” There was a harshness and severity to his tone this time.
“Beep. 7 hours, 23 minutes, 15 seconds.”
Greem slammed his fist against the walls with all his strength and let out a wicked smile as he gritted his teeth, “I’ll let you guys run wild for one more day.”