Chapter 5: Aftermath (1)

Chapter 5: Aftermath (1)

Other soldiers showed up shortly after that, having been alerted when Bel burst into the tavern to get her component pouch. Xerxes felt a sting of humiliation that they were seeing him like this, but there wasnt anything he could do. He kept his head hunched down and forced himself to stop crying.

Captain Ishki arrived eventually, then the town constables and even the mayor. There were interviews and paperwork. After all, multiple individuals had been killed, and the matter needed to be investigated. Operating on the authority of the Mage Parliament, there was virtually no chance that the local constables would defy Captain Ishkis decisions, unless they were flagrantly unlawful. The captain was the type who did everything by the book anyway. She was beyond furious that one of her soldiers had been killed. The mayor and the constables reacted like chastened schoolchildren as she unleashed her rage on them, berating them for allowing such lawlessness in their streets, and demanding full cooperation in bringing the surviving accomplices to justice.

Xerxes heard Bels account when she reported to the captain. As it turned out, she was the one who killed the other fallen woodsman. A blow to the temple from a Seer could do that.

Gem got blindsided. It was as simple as that. He was a soldier away from the battlefield, with no armor and no shield. A sharp blade would bite as easily through his skin as it would through any other persons. Perhaps if he had been one of the legendary martial adepts, who spent lifetimes turning their bodies into weapons, he might have performed some superhuman feat and single-handedly taken down multiple attackers in a matter of moments. But he wasnt a martial adept.

When Bel finished her story, Captain Ishki nodded and sighed. A quiet moment passed that seemed to last forever. Then she spoke, her voice soft but firm. Seer Bel why didnt you have your spell component pouch with you?

Tears welled up in Bels eyes as she took a shuddering breath. I I.

It was my fault, Xerxes jumped in. She was going to go back and get it when we left, but I dragged her out of the tavern.

I see, Captain Ishki said, the muscles in her jaw tightening for a moment before they loosened. I see.

Xerxes told his side of the story, leaving out nothing. He explained about what happened at the weapon shop, and how he and Bel had gone out of the town limits to do some training.

In the end, Captain Ishki seemed angry, but at the same time, understanding.

During the initial flurry of activity, Xerxes didnt see Gandash. But he caught sight of him sometime later, after the crowds built. There was no chance to talk with him, though they shared a nod from a distance.

As might have been expected, word traveled quickly through the town, and by mid-afternoon, any soldier who took to the streets was the subject of odd looks by the townsfolk. In many cases, people crossed the street to avoid them.

On the one hand, Biru and his fellows were woodsmen who didnt call the town home. In fact, they didnt even identify as Isinians. They were essentially foreigners. What was more, they had a reputation for causing trouble. That said, they were familiar faces to many people, and they had connections to numerous businesses and individuals.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

At best, the towns reaction was mixed.

A few hours later, after things calmed down a bit, everyone returned to the tavern with Captain Ishki.

Im going up to change, Bel said.

Me too, Xerxes said.

Gandash chewed at the inside of his cheek for a moment before continuing, Are you okay, Xerk?

I will be.

And what about Bel?

I dont know. But I think she needs someone to talk to, Gandy. Or maybe someone to just be there with her. Hold her hand maybe.

An awkward, stricken expression overtook Gandahs face. Uh you mean?

Ya dummy, Xerxes thought. I mean you should go up, knock on her door, and ask if shes okay.

Me? B-but

Xerxes threw an arm around his friends neck, leaned closer, and lowered his voice. Brother, she just went through a big ordeal and needs some comfort. Got it? Go talk to her. Or just let her talk, and you listen.

Gandashs mouth opened, then closed. Then it opened again as he said, What am I supposed to say to her, though? I mean.

I already told you. Go up, knock on the door. Say, Are you okay? Simple.

Are you okay? His brow furrowed in thought.

Xerxes removed his arm and pushed his friend toward the stairs. Go.

Gandash started up hesitantly, but his stride quickly became more confident as he got closer to the second floor.

Maybe this will finally be the tipping point between the two of them, Xerxes thought.

He joined the soldiers at the table, and they immediately drew him into conversation. Rihan was there, and Goran too. Even Sergeant Aniskipel. Not every soldier present was a grizzled veteran like Gem had been. But they were soldiers nonetheless, and they knew what it was like to live through a deadly combat situation for the first time. For weeks now, Xerxes had been doing everything to impress the soldiers and get them to like him. Now, he felt like a fool in their presence. And he was also worried they would blame him for Gems loss.

At first, he tried to put on a boisterous front. But almost as soon he started telling the story to them, he found himself swept up in emotion. At one point, tears leaked out of his eyes. They didnt blame him. Instead, they treated him like an equal. They nodded gravely, joked, slapped him on the back, and offered sage bits of advice.

Before long, Xerxes was stable again, his emotions in control. He still felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, but was confident that he would be able to move on from the ordeal without turning into a basketcase.