Chapter 92 Intentions

Chapter 92 Intentions

Kilian gave a look to the guards standing at the gates of the manor and without a word, they opened them for him and his guest, Alex.

'Let's see if you keep up your uncivilised demeanor from now on, brat.'

Kilian thought to himself as he silently led Alex through the gardens and into the main entrance, where a grand hall met their eyes.

As one would expect of a typical noble's mansion, the entire interior screamed out 'I am entitled and my ego has no limits.' The entire place was spotless, with a luxurious chandelier hanging from the ceiling, lighting up the whole hall. The carpet was a mixture of red and gold, with the walls being made out of marble with golden etchings engraved in them.

Overall, the place sucked.

At least Alex thought it did.

'Who would want to live in such an unwelcoming home? This place seems more like a political embassy than a place one should call home.'

Overall, Alex didn't feel welcomed into this 'home', instead he felt like he was an alien visiting this place.

Although, he technically is an alien...

"Follow me, the Mayor's office is just this way." Kilian spoke, his tone still elegant but it had a hint of coldness to it.

Alex didn't speak and only followed, wanting to meet the Mayor and then be done with this place, moving on to somewhere much less remote.

But obtaining a new sword would have to come first.

'He's just told me everything I already know, apart from the last part about his plans to leave when he is 'satisfied', I've learned nothing new about this guy. Clearly he doesn't wish for us to pry into his background for some reason.'

'But don't worry Alex, We'll be sure to find out your true motives soon enough.'

Bertram mirrored Alex's smile, and asked another question.

"You mentioned you're leaving when you feel satisfied. Might I ask, what do you mean when you say 'satisfied'?"

Having picked apart Alex's words, this was the only piece of information he felt could be of some relevance to Alex's goal in Monty town.

"Well before your butler so rudely stopped me when I was out on a stroll, I was actually planning on coming to you myself at some point. You see, I've been without a weapon for a while after my old one was destroyed and what better place to find a new one worth buying in this small town than the mayor himself."

Alex had been meaning to buy himself a weapon for a while, especially after he had the opportunity to witness his combat strength when he was coupled with Rowan's sword.

But the one thing holding him back was always money.

Now he had the money to make it happen.

Bertram remained silent while he considered what Alex had said.

"Come on, we both know the merchants aren't offering anything even worth spending a couple pennies on. What I'm looking for is only something you can provide in this desolate place. I know you can, since the weapons your guards carry are worlds apart from what that merchant is offering."

Alex had hit the nail on the head, as Bertram looked at him with an understanding look on his face.

"So all you're here for is a weapon? And you'll leave after you get one?"