160. Chaos Enchanter

160. Chaos Enchanter

Elder Zijin was drinking some tea opposite Sonarot as Lanarot played with her cubes, tossing them now and again in her excitement, before crawling after them.

“Good evening,” Adam said, holding out the magical spear to the Elder.

Zijin took it, feeling the power which flowed through it. “We discussed for the spear to hold a basic enchantment, didn’t we?”

“Yeah,” Adam replied simply. “Why?”

“It feels stronger than it should.”

“It should be what we discussed.” Adam shrugged his shoulders.

Elder Zijin nodded his head before taking out a small gem, crushing it in his fingers as he held the spear.

Sonarot brushed the gem aside so Lanarot didn’t pick them up to eat accidentally, as babies tried to do.

The storm was beginning to calm outside, and soon there would only be the pattering of rain, before it would soon calm.

“Adam?”

“Yes?”

“Are you sure this is just a basic enchantment?” Zijin asked, staring into Adam’s eyes.

Adam shrugged. “It should be, right?”

“Spears do not usually pierce quite so harshly,” he said.

“Oh,” Adam replied, thinking about the damage. “I think you’re right.”

“That would have been acceptable, but there’s another enchantment on the spear.”

“Another enchantment?” Adam asked. “Are you talking about how it can be further enchanted?”

“Yes,” Zijin said. “I am.” His voice was low, sternly so.

“Oh. Well, that just sorta happened.”

“What do you mean it sorta happened?” Zijin asked, staring at Adam with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Sonarot stared at Adam. It was already terrifying to hear that he had created a magical weapon which could be enchanted further, a difficult enchantment to do, but to hear that it had happened without his input was another matter entirely.

“Well, the property just appeared at the end.”

“At the end of enchanting?” Zijin asked.

“Yeah.”

Zijin stared at Adam. “What do you mean, exactly?”

“I enchanted it, and it appeared,” Adam said, shrugging his shoulders.

“You mean you did not intend for that enchantment to take hold within the spear?”

“Yeah, it just sorta happened.”

“To be clear,” Zijin said, raising his brows. “You enchanted this spear not to hold the property, and it still appeared?”

“I just enchanted it without much thought about which enchantments I wanted on it.”

“What?” Zijin asked, unable to contain the shock in his voice.

“Yeah. That’s just how I enchant all my weapons.”

“You enchant all of your weapons without any intention for the enchantment?” Sonarot asked now, unable to contain her surprise either.

“Yeah,” Adam said. “Well, not all my weapons. The shortsword I had enchanted recently, the one for Entalia, that one I enchanted with the enchantments in mind, mostly. Same with Dunes’ Sword, kinda. Most of the weapons I made, I just wing it and see what enchantments come to the weapons.”

Sonarot covered her mouth, and for once, fell deep into thought.

“That’s not...” Zijin began, but he wasn’t able to finish his statement.

“Is something wrong?” Adam asked.

Zijin remained silent for a long while. It was only until Lanarot had come to climb over his lap to reach for the cube she had tossed, that he moved. He picked the girl up and placed her down beside her brother, holding out the cube in front of her for her to grab.

“Did I do something wrong?” Adam asked, staring up at the silent Elder.

“I will need to speak with the Great Elders,” Zijin said, rubbing his forehead.

Adam threw a look to Sonarot, who was also deep in thought. “I want you to remember that I’m a Nephew of the Rot family.” He picked Lanarot up and placed her on his lap. ‘It’s time for you to protect me this time.’

“You should be careful with your jokes,” the Chief said. “Even if you used the baby as a shield, no harm would come to her.”

Adam could feel the gazes of a few more Iyrmen, but they remained hidden from his sight, and he dared not to search for them. “Relax. She’s in no danger from me, even if you did try to kill me.” He brushed her hair as he stepped forward, putting her down on the table, before glancing between the Great Elders.

“We will not waste your time,” the Chief said. “We have heard you are a Chaos Enchanter.”

“A what?”

“An enchanter who holds no vision for their enchantments, allowing their items to be enchanted by Chaos.”

“Oh,” Adam said. “That does sound a lot like what I do.”

“So you admit to it?” Elder Gold asked.

“No,” Adam replied, quickly. “Not unless it’s good for me.”

“Do you know what a Chaos Enchanter is?” Chief Iromin asked.

“It’s whatever you just told me.”

“So you did not know of their existence?”

“No.”

“Are you in any way related to the Lord of Chaos?”

“No,” Adam said, but he raised his brows. “Oh, wait...”

The Great Elders stared at him as Adam thought.

“I don’t think I am, but...” Adam recalled how Belle had tapped his forehead and he was reborn instantly after. “Maybe? The God of Chaos and I do go way back.” Adam stared at the Chief, who slowly nodded.

“The God of Chaos?” Elder Teacher asked. “You mean the Lord of Chaos?”

“No, the God of Chaos,” Adam said.

“There is no God of Chaos,” Elder Teacher said.

“Yeah, apparently.” Adam frowned. “Even his own kids don’t remember him. Considering what he did for Lady Elaveil, it is quite tragic.”

The Chief tapped his finger on the table, stopping the curiosity of the other Great Elders. “Adam. Are you certain what you are saying is the truth?”

“I’ve got no reason to lie to any of you,” Adam said. “Unless it gets me killed, then I have no idea what we’re talking about, but I already have no idea what we’re talking about, so it doesn’t change much.”

“Then what kind of Enchanter are you?” Iromin asked.

“I’m...” ‘Hey, Bell, what kind of Enchanter am I?’

[You are a Fatechanter.]

“I’m a Fatechanter, apparently.”

The Chief bowed his head. “Who else knows of the peculiarities of your enchanting?”

“All of you, Elder Zijin, Aunt Sonarot, and Lanarot,” Adam said. “I think that’s all.”

“You should keep it a secret from now on,” the Chief urged. “No one must know.”

“Alright.”

“Thank you,” the Chief said. “You may leave.”

“So you’re not going to kill me?” Adam asked, reaching for Lanarot tentatively.

“Not today.”

Adam winced. “That’s good to know. Good night to you all.” He bowed his head and retreated.

Elder Gold watched as he left. “A Fatechanter.”

“Do you know what it is?” Iromin asked.

“Yes,” Elder Gold said, sharing a look with Elder Forest.

“Chief, your wisdom knows no bounds,” Elder Forest said.

Upon hearing her words, Iromin relaxed. For once, she wasn’t being sarcastic.

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Lanarot protecting her brother. What a great little sister.

Adam still surprising the Iyr? How?