Terror Twenty-Seven - Dorks

Terror Twenty-Seven - Dorks

Terror Twenty-Seven - Dorks

Felix and I walk along a wide street, where a few overhanging lamp posts mark off a section where pedestrians can move without having to worry about being run over by a passing cart.

Theres more than enough traffic here to make that a concern. Montele is a busy place. More so than Id imagined, even if its the capital. Its noisy, with people talking, music playing from a few street performers, and the barks of dogs in the distance punctuating the surprisingly festive feel of the city.

Im not sure if I like it here, Felix says. She raises her voice over the clattering of wagon wheels on cobbles to be heard.

Why not? I ask.

The wind moves weirdly, she says, with a vague gesture at the air around her for emphasis. I cant feel what she can, but I imagine the taller buildings and the lack of a persistent breeze from any nearby lakes might throw her off.

We shouldnt be here too long, I say. I think Ill need to sneak out of the city soon, if only to see if Mom has tried to contact me again.

Felix nods along. Okay, she agrees.

Sempers library isnt difficult to find. The homeless mans directions are pretty accurate. The building is tall and squat, made entirely of local stone, with two stairwells on either end meeting by the middle, and a large statue at the front and centre. A woman, tall and wearing a complex skirt with a half-cape over her shoulders, half her face concealed by a veil.

I think Semper is one of the very few gods Mom gets along with. More or less. Shes never said theyre friends, but Mom visited her for tea once or twice, so I imagine thats a good sign. Shes a goddess whose domain is very close to Moms, but not so close Mom thinks of her as a rival, which is great.

She also likes to brag to Mom about having a bigger library. I can see why she gets away with that if this is one of her library-temples.

Felix and I cross the roadafter looking both ways! I havent forgotten basic safety!--and move closer to the library. I dont notice the trouble until Im near the steps.

There are guards by the library doors. Three for each door, though one of those three isnt in the same garb as the city guard. Long brown robes, with armoured plates over them, and longswords by their hipsthose are Sempers Combat Archivists.

Dont bother, someone says.

I blink, then look over to the side where a girl is sitting on the bottom-most step leading up to the library. Dont bother what?

She looks up to me, sunlight reflecting off of her glasses before I see her eyes looking for mine under my hood. The library is closed.

Is that normal?

She shakes her head. No. Its never closed. Not even on most holidays.

I look back up to the library. Well, its closed now, I say.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

The girl jumps to her feet. I thought she was about my age, but Im not so sure now. Shes half a head shorter than me, and Im not tall. She stomps a foot, and I expect anger to radiate off of her, but theres nothing. I know! They wont even let me in. And Im a junior librarian!

Thats awful, I say. She nods her agreement, then flushes.

Novice Librarian

Novice Spark of Surprise

Two classes. Not hard to get, but I wasnt expecting it on someone my age, not around here. Thanks, I say. And yeah, because of the Church of the Hero. You... dont happen to know much about them, do you?

I know a bit, she says, then her cheeks puff out and her brows draw together. I wish I knew more. No-good, bothersome busybodies, banning books! Whats next, banning air? Making the act of drinking water illegal?

I nod. They are jerks. Im surprised by how nice the people here are. Or at least the current sample size of people (currently one) Ive met in Montele. Say, I dont think talking out here is for the best. Do you know a place where we could sit down and chat? Maybe somewhere with food?

Esme perks up at that, and I see Felix standing a bit taller. Like a caf? Oh, so many books Ive read have scenes set in cafs. But I dont spend much time in them. Theyre a bit pricey, and they always insist that I leave.

Im sure I can cover some of the cost, I say. Also, were both new in the citydo you know any good inns?

I know the best one, is her immediate reply. I can show you after.

With Esme at the lead, we start another trek across Montele. Well, not so much across it as across a tiny portion of the city. Pedro was right when he said it was a big city. The place just goes on and on. Sometimes, between two buildings, I can catch sight of the rooftops of hundreds of homes stretching out in waves over the hilly landscape. It helps that the parts of the city nearest the mountains are elevated from the rest.

This is a nice one, Esme says as she points across the road.

Theres a cute little caf, with a balcony encroaching on the sidewalk and an awning above, protecting the seats from the sun.

We move over and occupy one of the free tables. I notice a serving woman within spotting us, but she doesnt come out right away.

So, Esme asks. What kind of book trouble do you have with the church? Did they confiscate some of your collection? Theyre really terrible about that, but so far theyve been sticking to the poorer parts of Montele with their surprise book inspections. At least until today.

Something like that, I say. You wouldnt happen to know where all of the books they take are being stored?

Esme nods. Yeah, of course. The Heroes Academia. The priests there are the ones looking over all the books to check them. She glares at nothing in particular. Bunch of old guys who cant even read a book a day. Its going to take ages for them to get anywhere.

Well, maybe we can help them along, I say.

Im going to take a risk. A small one, but I think it might pay off.

The church stole some books from my... family. So I was thinking, why dont we just steal them back.

Esme jumps in her seat, eyes going wide and electrical sparks snapping at the air around her. Then she leans forward, hair all poofed up and in disarray. Youre going to rob the church? she whispers.

I grin. She really is a spark mage. Yeah, and I could use your help.

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