Chapter 403: Plans in plans

Chapter 403: Plans in plans

It didnt take the Enforcers long to arrive. Just a minute after Barb had vanished, while he and Brayden were still getting their bearings again, a ripple of energy passed over the transport cannon. They both stiffened, but instead of Barb or another one of Wizens men, the one who stepped through was an old man in an Arbitage uniform.

He held a staff in one hand, his eyes scanning over the room before hed even set foot in it. Behind him came Neir and another man that Noah recognized Godrick, the head of the Advanced Track. Tim stepped out after them and walked back over to rejoin Noah and Brayden.

You again, Neir said, his eyes locking onto Noah as Tim passed him. Why is it always you?

Professor Vermil, Godrick said. What in the Damned Plains happened here? Who is this?

Noah let out a breath and let his hands lower, releasing his hold on his Runes. This wasnt a threat that flinging magic around was going to solve. He forced himself to bite back a sarcastic laugh. It didnt seem like Arbitages enforcers could ever show up on time.

They were late when hed killed the Hellreaver, and now they were late to getting their artifact stolen out from right beneath their noses. Tim must have had some way to get their attention at the top of the transport cannon.

Wizen attacked, Noah said.

One of his people, more accurately. A Rank 5 woman by the name of Barb, Brayden corrected. My name is Brayden.

The old man didnt bother exchanging any words. He made a beeline over to the melted glass, stepping over shattered pipes with a distasteful frown on his lips.

Neir massaged his temple with two fingers. Im familiar with both people present. Theyre from the Linwick Family. Brayden is a Rank 4 space magic user. Vermil is a Rank 3 well, something. I dont know what he does other than get his nose stuck into problems.

Hes not Rank 3, the old man said from the far side of the room, turning to look over his shoulder at them. He has a domain.

Neir blinked. He did a double take, then squinted. Wait. I thought that was Braydens. How are you Rank 4, Vermil? You were Rank 1 a few months ago.

A few months is an exaggeration. Ive been working hard, and Ive got connections.

His rank is irrelevant to the matter at hand, Godrick said. His eyes swept over Tim, who had yet to speak, but didnt stop moving. He drummed his fingers on his thighs, irritation evident on his features. What did Wizen take? The expressions on your faces tell me we didnt win this particular confrontation.

A key to the Damned Plains, Brayden said. Wizens operative was severely wounded, but she appears to have survived. We have no reason to assume otherwise.

A key to the Damned Plains? Neir repeated. He sent Brayden a baffled look. Who in their right mind would want that?

This may be news to you, but I dont suspect Wizen is in his right mind, Godrick grumbled. How did you know he would be here, Vermil? And why did you not warn anyone else? If the advanced track had known, we could have

I only stumbled into this on accident, Noah said. He nodded over his shoulder at Tim. I was looking for him and thought it strange that nobody was manning the transport cannon, so I went looking around. I showed up while Brayden was fighting Barb.

And why did you tell nobody? Or did you also stumble into this on accident? Neir pressed Brayden.

Brayden shrugged. I dont work for Arbitage. I work with it. Theres a difference. Father told me he had some suspicions as to what Wizens goals were. Barb showed up shortly after I arrived to investigate.

There are traces of powerful spatial magic here, the old man said, walking back over from the melted glass tube to rejoin them. He tapped his staff on the ground as he came to a halt. Rank 6. Beyond anything these two could create.

Ridiculous. I cant believe a lone Rank 6 manage to steal from us. It doesnt matter how strong he is. This is unbelievable, Godrick said.

You think thats bad? Noah asked. Wizen had an agent in the school.

Likely, Godrick said. He ran his hands through his hair and adjusted his uniform, letting out a huff. I came here ready for a fight, not a political disaster. No matter. I will handle things with the rest of the Advanced Track. Vermil I hope youre ready to field questions. You already had interest on you. The other professors are going to be even more interested.

Are you going to mobilize them to find Wizen? Neir asked. We could use the help.

No. Their duty is to their students. Unlike the rest of Arbitage, we actually care about teaching our charges. There are more than enough Enforcers to handle searching for Wizen, and Ill help you with any domestic issues, but finding the madman is your problem. He is not an immediate threat to anyones safety.

Noah caught himself before he could nod in approval. Godrick actually seemed like he was genuinely interested in the wellbeing of his students. That was ironic as, according to Silvertide, he quite literally didnt have a heart.

No need to support him too publicly in front of Neir. Im surprised hes not frothing at the mouth. I have to look ridiculously suspicious at this point. If Brayden wasnt here, Id be screwed.

Figures, Neir muttered. Ill need Silvertide. Possibly Vermil as well.

Their schedules are theirs, not mine.

Great. There was going to be a meeting with the Enforcers tonight, but itll have to be postponed to tomorrow morning so we can gather more information. Vermil, you can come report

Ive got something scheduled, Im afraid, Noah said.

Neir blinked. What? What are you on about? Weve got more important things to do than whatever it was that you were planning. You were a witness. I need to know everything that happened.

Brayden knows more than I do, Noah said without a flicker of shame. But we already told you almost everything. Im more than willing to help figure this whole shitshow out and track Wizen down, but not at the cost of what Im already doing. Its like Godrick said. Wizen isnt a threat to anyones safety right now. I have duties to the advanced track, my fellow professors, and my students.

I have a date with Moxie. Im not missing it for this shitshow. Wizen is Arbitages problem, not mine. I really dont care if he decides to screw off to the Damned Plains.

Godrick gave Noah a small nod of respect and Neir let out a huff of annoyed breath.

Figures. What about tomorrow night?

Thats the advanced track meeting, Godrick said. Theyre every three days.

Ah. I finally learn the schedule. Right on time, buddy.

Day after tomorrow? Neir tried.

That will work.

Good, Neir said. Thank you. I suppose that works better regardless. Gives me time to gather more information and to vet the Enforcers. We need to make sure Wizen doesnt have any more spies in our midst, even if all his puppets are gone. Godrick, even if your group is busy, I hope youll make sure they arent working against us.

We already had a re-vetting process recently. Nobody in the advanced track is working with Wizen, Godrick said. Theres no reason to sit around here any longer. Julius, will you handle sealing the cannon down and come up with an explanation as to why its broken until I can get a replacement running?

The old man nodded.

Good, Godrick said. He heaved a sigh, then shook his head. More work. Lets get to it then. With any luck, Wizen has what he wanted and will leave us alone from here on out. Weve got exams to prepare for.

Noah couldnt agree more, but he got the feeling that he wasnt quite done with Wizen quite yet.

I wonder if Lee could get any use out of that key he took. I dont think shes going to want to go back to the Damned Plains, but I should probably let her know whats going on.