Chapter 125 - Volume 2
TL: There are a number of reasons why I haven’t been updating my series as much. TAS is actually getting harder to write because it’s more descriptive and more confusing recently, that’s one. I’m now spending five hours and upwards for one chapter just for the first draft (which you’re getting right now).
Another reason is because of that undisclosed thing I mentioned earlier, and it kind of affects my IRL plans for the future. It’s serious enough for me to actually disclose Brendel’s name in advance, and I’ll say that 2017 might be a really strange year and I hope it won’t affect TAS.
The third reason is because I have been playing games, duh. School’s over, I received my cert, it’s like how long should I play my backlog of video games before I seek a job (lol). Here’s the review of Tale Of Wuxia, or if you don’t want to read it, you can go ahead and read TAS instead.
Chapter 69 – Mountain winds
“I did not expect my lord to have such impressive skills.”
Amandina praised as she walked across the hall. The only time she had the chance to see Brendel in action was during the time in the auction site in Bruglas. However, she was busy pulling Romaine to safety and did not witness Brendel’s skill in action.
Three different sets of footsteps resounded throughout the stony walls of the inn’s corridor, echoing towards the dim exit. The owner had carved out windows from the wall’s section, allowing the ambient lighting to cast a soft glow on the dark floors.
“Yes, but Brendel has always been impressive.” Romaine added with flushed pride. Her beaming smile allowed her eyes to narrow in a bewitching manner, and she turned back to look at Brendel. He flinched as he became wary of her brewing strange thoughts in her head again.
“Your opinion of him seems very high, it seems.”
“Yes. But that young man reminds me of someone.”
“Who?”
“Hah, a really stubborn bastard. But putting that aside, I don’t think he’s a spy for ‘Paper Cards’. If they had someone as talented as him, they would have been signs.”
Makarov shook his head to disagree: “This is hard to determine. The timing of this is too sensitive to be certain of anything. I do not think that ‘Paper Cards’ would fight for just a simple mission. Chablis is a small town with no prominent resources, so why would it attract them?”
“You mention before that they had other motives?”
“Indeed.”
“But for what exactly? The lizardmen bandits have some other goals, or for another reason entirely?”
“I do not know. Eke has been very strange lately,” Makarov closed his eyes and sighed. “This makes me a little worried. I do not wish for a group of unknown men to follow us with ill intentions. The last mission was meddled with by ‘Paper Cards’, this time I want no incidents.”
Buga eyed him for a fleeting moment.
“Has the maester agreed to this as well?”
Makarov nodded, then shook his head. “He did not say anything.”
“Then why not wait?”
“We can’t put if off any longer. Do you not feel the signs that the Tree Shepherds are catching up to us?” Makarov said with a chilly breath: “Three days. That’s the limit. We’re moving out.”
“And the young man?”
“Let him come with us.”