Chapter 70: Lance and Lara

Chapter 70: Lance and Lara

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"Grrr Leon! Damnedest Leon!" Vadim kept growling like an engine as the smoke of his pipe danced around him conveying his rage.

"What's wrong with the Dwarf?" Eleanor came into the office of the Hall Master and saw both Erielle and Vadim facing one another.

"He's pissed at Leon. I told him what you told me in your meeting with the boy." Erielle replied.

"Well, that's a normal reaction." Eleanor said as she sat on the chair beside Erielle across Vadim's desk.

"So. Where is the little run?" Vadim slammed his hand on the desk.

"In some place as dense as a city, it is impossible to get a reading on his location." Erielle said as she held three green daggers together.

The Three Mithril Daggers of the old party, Reign.

"You can't detect where Leon is?" Vadim asked.

"I felt it a few times but just faintly. He's in the city most certainly." Erielle replied.

"Leon has a set of skills that are simply absurd. He can use the Magic that he sees for the first time as if recreating and replicating it." Eleanor said.

"I still can't wrap my head around it." Erielle said.

"Neither do I?" Vadim added.

"I swear to you I witnessed it three times." Eleanor said as she sat on the edge of her seat, "He copied the Darkness spell of the Shadow Magic from the Goblin Den, copied the Barrier spell of the Space-Time Magic from me, and copied the Flames spell of the Fire Magic from Edward. Not only that, he used the right on the spot."

"This is beyond understandable." Vadim frowned.

"This is revolutionary." Erielle had a bright look on her face, on the other hand.

"What are you talking about? The boy is using some unknown magic that nobody has ever heard of. You of all people should know that these things shouldn't be in the hand of a child." Vadim refuted.

"But he's no longer a child. Boy's his age get married in human societies and lead their families and businesses. Some were even kings and leaders. Him arriving at such Arcane Arts is most certainly good news." Erielle said.

"But he is irrational. Humans are irrational."

"Humans are but Leon is Anna's son. He's half a Merlin and magic flows through him as it does with his mother."

"Guys! Guys!" Eleanor interrupted the two, "I know you're concerned but ask the expert about humanity here if you're going to talk nonsense."

She stood up and walked to the edge of the desk.

"We are Reign, the best Mercenary Company that ever graced this country. But the three of us out of the five members are a dysfunctional team. We lack Annabelle who was our strategist and thinker. We also lack the Captain who led us. Without these two, we are not a productive team."

Seeing Eleanor talk like that, Vadim and Erielle couldn't help but agree. The three of them together are a mess compared to the other two members.

"So we don't work with each other?" Erielle asked.

"What? No?" Eleanor shook her head, "We may lack the Leader and the Strategist but we are the Face, the Pockets, and the Walking Library."

Eleanor pointed to herself as the Face, Vadim as the Pockets, and Erielle as the Walking Library.

"Alright. What do we do?" Vadim asked.

"We tried to work alone with Leon. It didn't work." Eleanor said, "He's like a son to all of us. We shouldn't have acted alone. I am irrational; you, Erielle, are absent-minded; and you, Vadim, are overprotective. I say we can pull it out together if we just go and look for the little runt."

"Working together?" Vadim asked.

"Like the old days?" Erielle tilted her head.

"Doesn't sound that bad, does it?" Eleanor asked.

"You remember that we were forbidden to act together as a team by the Royal Family?" Vadim said.

"Screw them." Eleanor shook her shoulders.

"And the Golden Saints have enforced that verdict the day Leon was taken?" Erielle added.

"I don't care. Golden Saints or not, they can't mess with my family anymore." Eleanor raised her hands and shrugged her shoulders.

"Eli let me remind you" Vadim stood up, "You fear the Golden Saints."

"Yes." Erielle continued, "The reason you looked away that day was due to the fact that you and your husband were threatened by them."

The look on Eleanor's face switched from enthusiasm to doubt.

"You knew? All that time?" She asked.

"Yes. It didn't need much of a brain to figure out what scared you that day." Erielle said casually.

"But that's why you guys never blamed me?" Eleanor asked as she backed a step.

"Obviously." Vadim said, "Girl, the only thing I blame you for is not looking in Leon in the face that day. But that's something I can't hold in my heart forever and I let it go years ago."

An intense atmosphere started to evolve as the two figures walked in with their faces revealed. The one ahead was a female of a shorter build than the male behind her. The two of them have black hair, eyes, and pale skin. Their hairstyle felt a bit sharp as well but they were kinda different in terms of mannerism. The two of them looked in their mid-twenties though.

Vadim let go of the hammer he was about to pull and walked around his desk to the front facing the girl and before she could react, he rushed at her and grabbed her up and the two burst into laughter.

"Look at you, Lara! I've missed you dearly, girl!" He laughed

"Haha! Vadim, it has been ages." The girl Lara replied as she hugged Vadim.

Beside her, the other man stepped ahead.

"Aunt Eleanor, Aunt Erielle. We meet again." He spoke.

"Good day to you too, Lance." Eleanor said.

"I haven't seen you and your brother together in ages, Lance. I can almost mix between you now." Erielle also greeted him.

As if he was instantly touched, Lance held his face which seemed to have had a little blush unfitting of a young man such as him.

"Truly. Leon resembles me that much now?" Lance asked, hardly concealing his happiness.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Lance has always had a soft spot of little Leo." Lara hit her brother on the back, "Anyway, we just wanted to drop by and see what is the latest on Leon. You still can't find him after he escaped?"

"Haaah! That boy has an infuriatingly good talent in disappearing." Vadim said.

"And Magic as we last heard." Lance said.

"But Leon using Magic? This is something to celebrate. Maybe fix the wedge in the family between mom and dad." Lara said.

""""I doubt."""" Erielle, Eleanor, Vadim, and Lance spoke at the same time.

"Yeah. Wishful thinking." She looked down and felt a little better.

"My sweet daughter-in-law." Erielle stood up and held Lara's hands, "Don't let it get to you. So, how was the investigation on your sides?"

Lara accepted a hug from Erielle while Lance started speaking.

"It went all over the place." He said, "First, we tried to investigate a hand in the Northern District called the Bull Gang which is a part of the Syndicate. The only clue led us to a heist of a painting known as the Pride of Del Mar."

"The Pride of Del Mar? I wanted that painting so much." Eleanor said, "Shame my butler couldn't arrive in time when it was stolen."

"This trail went cold after the disappearance of the Gang of the Bull so we investigated another rumor. Some sort of Brothel Owner was looking into the incident in which Leon escaped and wanted to buy information about the one who escaped. She seemed to have been misled though."

"I believe the Royal Agents were also on that trail." Vadim said.

"Indeed they were. They arrived at the same result as us. That brothel owner seemed to be trying to ride on the chance and make connections with the aristocracy involved."

"Which brothel?" Vadim asked.

"I think it went by the Honey Saloon or something?" Lara said.

"An inn then, not a brothel."

"Does it make any difference? I wouldn't take cover in that place's shadow even if it kills me." Lance said.

"But I heard that you went to see Alice?" Eleanor asked.

"Yes, we were tired and we wanted a fresh set of eyes. She said something about House De Sade being a potential prospect to look for a place Leon may hide." Lara said.

"A bit far-fetched." Vadim said.

"My daughter has an unusual way of thinking. Did she tell you the reason?" Eleanor asked.

"Instinct, she said." Lance answered.

"Won't help with someone as tricky as Leon." Erielle shook her head.

"There is a final clue, however." Lara said looking at Lance.

"When Vadim gave us access to the guild records, we took the liberty to check on Leon's papers and his Appraisal Ceremony documents are, as we know, forged."

"We looked for the forger and found a fellow who goes by Zal. A Monkey from the Twilight Syndicate."

"Ah, he is called the Artist. I know of him. A nutjob fellow. What did he say?" Vadim asked.

"We were just heading out to see his place." Lance said.

"We were just about to head out as well. We came up with a good attitude, I'd say. Not gonna say a plan." Vadim said.

"Fair." Eleanor nodded.

"So, the five of us?" Lara asked.

"Let's see to it then."

And a group of absurd five individuals headed out to look for Leon. It was afternoon and the day was a good day to do some mischief.

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