Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 232

Chapter 232
The marquis had gone quiet ever since he left . Urter sent his men out to gather some information, and learned that the marquis fell ill and was bedridden . Anfey, on the other hand, chose not to further the conflict . Even though he knew that leaving the marquis could result in troubles, he was in a difficult position right now . He needed an excuse if he wanted to do something so he could justify his actions . He could not act as recklessly now since he had accepted the responsibility as the new city lord .


Most young people enjoyed having fun and living in the moment, and the oldest in the group was only around twenty-five . When they had nothing to do, they would take the time to explore the city . Since Anfey would be in charge of the city, they felt like they needed to get to know it better .
Since Miorich would leave them in a few days, everyone was staying out late and enjoying their time in the city . Most did not return until well after dinnertime . Miorich moved back to the army camp so the young people would not feel pressured to behave .
The cooks hired for the feast were still working at Anfey’s mansion, so no one had to worry about meals . The delicious dinner just reminded everyone how hungry they were . They chatted amongst themselves as they ate .
Riska, however, did not eat much . He was playing with his napkin and glancing at Anfey . Halfway through dinner, he suddenly said, "Anfey, let’s build a magic school here . "
The chatter died down, and everyone turned their eyes toward Riska, confused .
"A magic school?" Anfey asked .
"Yes," Riska said excitedly . "A school just for commoners . "
"Who’s going to be in charge?" Niya asked .
Everyone glanced at each other, but did not say anything . No one was powerful enough or had enough experience to be a teacher . They made a good mercenary group, but not teachers at a magic school .
"I’ll do it," Riska said . "I may not be powerful, but I’m enough to get them started . "
"Easier said than done, Riska," Christian said . "Are you going to be the only teacher there? We don’t have the money to hire other people, that’s for sure . "
"Everything is harder at the beginning," Riska said . "We may not be able to hire teachers, but everyone sitting at this table can qualify as teachers for beginners . "
"We aren’t qualified as teachers," Christian said, shaking his head . "Plus, a magic school isn’t something that can be built in a day . We don’t even have the money or the land . "
"Anfey’s the city lord . If he says yes, all that can be solved," Riska said, turning to Anfey . Riska was a commoner, and he had experienced a lot of hardship when he first started learning magic . He had always wished magic study was more accessible for people like him . He tried to hide his wish, but now that Anfey was the city lord of a large city, he saw the chance of making his dream come true .
"Yes!" Hagan suddenly slapped the table and said . "Riska just reminded me! I have an idea!" Hagan jumped up, waving his hands and almost knocking the table over .
"Let's eat first before we talk any further," Anfey said as he picked up his fork . Hagan had the strangest and the most unpredictable ideas . No one knew alchemy better than Hagan, but when it came to other things, he would be forgetful and absentminded . Especially when he was making new potions . The time it would take for him process other information and questions was hilariously slow .
Hagan sat down gloomily and ate his meal in silence . It seemed like he wanted to finish his meal as fast as possible so he could talk with Anfey .
Hagan was fast, but Anfey finished faster and left the room as soon as he was finished . Even though the food was delicious, Anfey came from a world where some of the best culinary systems exist . The food here paled in comparison .
As soon as Anfey left the dining hall, Hagan chased after him and grabbed his arm . "Anfey," he said, "Wait . I need to talk to you . "
"Anfey, do what you say about the school?" Riska appeared and asked .


"Your thing can wait," Hagan said . "It’s not something that can be done in a week . My thing has to be done now or else it would too late . "
"Riska, let me think about it," Anfey said . "I will get back to you . "
"Alright," Riska said, disappointed .

"What is it you want to talk about?" Anfey turned to Hagan and asked .
"Isn't your mansion under construction?" Hagan asked . "Can you change the blueprint and add an alchemy lab?"
"An alchemy lab?" Anfey repeated .
Hagan nodded .
"Anfey, if you are going to add an alchemy lab, might as well add a magic lab," Riska added . "Magic and alchemy are two very similar things, you know . If we can build the labs in close proximity, it can be beneficial to both sides . "
"Riska’s right," Hagan said, nodding . "Let’s build two labs . "
"Where do you want the labs?" Anfey asked .


"I’ve seen the place," Hagan said . "It’s too small . Let’s build it underground . "
"It’s too small?"
"Of course it is . I will build the world’s largest alchemy lab . "
"Are you serious? No way," Anfey said quickly . Alchemy labs and magic labs were both liabilities, and Hagan wanted to build the world’s largest? If something went wrong, the entire mansion would be gone . Plus, there was an underground labyrinth that could potentially be the tomb of an ancient queen . The news of this underground labyrinth could not get out . Anfey wanted to support Hagan, but his plan was too ambitious . He knew alchemy would be beneficial to his future plans, but right now he could not approve Hagan’s plans .
"Why not? I'm doing this for the team’s sake," Hagan said .
"You’re the only alchemist here," Anfey said . "Why do you need the biggest lab in the world? Wait until I come back from Sacred City . " Anfey looked at Riska and Hagan, then turned and went upstairs .
Hagan frowned and turned back to Riska . "Hey," he said suddenly . "I have an idea . Let’s go find Niya . "
"Niya?" Riska asked . "Why?"
"Haven’t you noticed?" Hagan asked with a smile on his face . "Anfey is scared of her . " After some observation, Hagan noticed that the only person that could make Anfey hesitant was Niya . If someone in the team was being stubborn, Anfey would scold them, but he would ignore Niya's wrongdoing . After learning who Niya was, Hagan knew he had found the reason . If he needed someone to talk to Anfey, Niya was the best bet .
"He’s not scared of her," Riska said, shaking his head . Niya was similar to him in age, but they all treated her like their little sister and they would try to satisfy her needs .
"That’s called scared!" Hagan said . "Are you going or not? Do you still want the lab and the school?"
Riska smiled and shook his head . He did not know how Hagan came to this conclusion, but his words were very tempting .
After learning that Anfey was to be the next city lord of Violet City, the city became very attractive to the team . A lot of people found themselves trying to decide if they wanted to stay in Violet City or return to Sacred City to keep studying with Saul . Everyone liked being around someone successful, but even though the city was Anfey’s, everyone knew Anfey could not have achieved what he did without the team’s help . Anfey would be the decision maker, but the city was as much theirs as it was Anfey’s .
"Are you going or not?" Hagan urged . He had never really talked to Niya, and he needed someone Niya knew with him .
"Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?" Riska asked .
"How so? We are doing this for everyone’s sake!"
Just then, Niya and Suzanna walked out of the dining hall, chatting . "Niya, wait up!" Hagan called when he saw her . "Riska and I need to talk to you . "
"Me?" Niya asked, curious . She had never really spoken to Hagan, and did not know why Hagan would want to talk to her now .
Riska sighed, but Hagan was already talking to Niya, and there was no stopping him now . The only thing to do now was go with Hagan and give the plan a try . "Suzanna," he said as he walked over . "We need to talk to Niya . Can you maybe…"
"I know, I know," Suzanna said, smiling . "I’m going to look for Anfey anyway . You guys talk . "