Interlude 3. Klaus Is Untrained In Pistol Skill
It galled Klaus to admit it, but he couldn't find anything worthwhile from the twelve papers. Oh, he still had them, but what relevance they had to lady Gillespie? No idea. No idea at all. His hunch about Oireland Butcher did not pan out. His name was not Frank. His name was not anything, actually, because, as his investigation found out, he was born deformed and his family refused to give him a name. Or education. Or anything, really. Instead, they kept him in a cellar room his entire life until he escaped upon reaching seventeen. When his people found the Butcher's lair, they were shocked to find out his speech was like that of five years old. Given that the wildling was also a cannibal, the leader of investigating group had made a decision to put him down out of mercy. He reviewed Anne-Marie's report and found himself in full agreement with frau Geldstein's decision. That sorry bastard was best off in the afterlife, whichever it might be for him.Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com
Half an hour later, he was sitting in his study again, trying not to pay any attention to the new chair or the blackened circle on the floor, and fiddled with the strange weapon. Try as he might, it would not shoot the ball again, and he was quickly coming to the conclusion this must be simply one of the one-shot fire enchantments, just in odd form. The color of flame was strange, but he had to admire the practical shape of the device. It actually permitted one to cast the spell pretty accurately, simply by the virtue of only allowing one to grasp the thing in one specific way. The material intrigued him as well, but on further consideration, it became obvious that it was simply an odd bone. The bevy of identification spells he levied on the device had given back the "dead flesh of ancient beasts, alchemically treated", if he were to interpret the spell results into specific words.
Maybe lady Gillespie had discovered some ancient bones that are particularly suited for enchantment? The blast was pretty strong, and the color of flame... Curious, very curious. Klaus had made a note for his field agents to be wary of any green fires and delved back into reports. While the mystery of lady Gillespie was in many ways the most intriguing problem he had, the rest of the world also needed some attention from the spymaster every now and then.