Chapter 986: Domiros's Lord

Chapter 986: Domiros's Lord



Arad's carriage stopped right after the city of Domiros. Unlike the previous village, this was a much larger urban area with tall five-story buildings made of stone and steel, flying carriages going everywhere and countless magical lights illuminating the streets.

Domiros looked like a modern city that had evolved with magic instead of science. What Arad thought was a large village appears to have been nothing but a tiny undeveloped rural village of farmers and shepherds.

The carriage stopped by the massive gate and several battalions of knights surrounded it. All of them were riding on brooms and flying carriages armored with steel, pointing staves, wands, and swords at the carriage. "Unregistered carriage, the entry must be announced a day before, explain yourself!"

Balon who was driving looked worried, turned toward the back seats, and knocked on the window. "Excuse me...what am I supposed to do? My men are held at blade point."

Mesharra slowly opened the door and looked out, her eyes flickering with magic, "Is there a problem?" As the captain of the knights saw her and sensed the magic coming from her, his expression immediately changed.

"Inquisitor Mesharra! Please forgive us, this is just a routine inspection of suspected carriages." He rushed to greet her.

"I know. I've got a VIP in the carriage, prepare us a path straight to the lord's mansion."

The captain of the guards saluted her and rushed to order his men to back away. Balon looked relieved and he looked back at Mesharra, "As expected of Lady Inquisitor, one word and they were all shaking in their boots."

Mesharra gave him a cold look and went back into the carriage. Balon sighed, she was always distant and reclusive, like a lone wolf, or a bear more likely.

"Stright to the lord's mansion?" Echidna looked at her, "Can't we walk around, smell the roses, and have some fun first?"

"Work is work, the lord's servant would provide us with anything we might need. The most important thing to Sir Arad is reaching the goddess's tower as quickly and efficiently as possible." Mesharra replied, glancing toward Arad who was immersed in a book, reading about the basics of illusion magic. Mary was asleep with her head on his lap and Plum had found a comfortable bed in his silky hair.

The carriage scooted through the city's busy street guarded by the knights until it stopped in the middle of the lord's mansion garden. Balon and his hunter group were given paid tickets for the best Inn in the city while Arad and his group were greeted by the lord's headmaid, a woman in her late forties wearing round glasses and with two long braids behind her head.

Mesharra walked first out of the carriage, followed by Echidna and then the sleepy Mary. Arad could finally stand with Mary's head off his thigh, she left a large dent in his leg. He walked out of the carriage and looked forward, seeing the maid giving him a gentle bow.

The movements, the stance, the sharp eyes, overly large breasts, strange and slow bow, her voice, and where she was looking. As if he was seeing her naked, Arad immediately spotted over fifty weapons hiding in her uniform. She reminds him of Rey and Ray or Dalla, cute- looking maids who are assassins ready to protect their master.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Inquisitor Mesharra." The headmaid approached Mesharra and bowed even deeper, "I am Rosaline Citros, headmaid of the Cumalot household. Welcome to our humble abode, you and your guests." She lifted her eyes, looking straight at Mesharra, "May I inquire what brought you to us? So I can inform the master while you rest from your long tiring trip."

"I am here for..." Mesharra was about to speak but Arad walked between her and Rosaline, a smile on his face. "Inquire? Now that's funny, isn't it?" He looked at Rosaline's eyes. "The lord was informed by the knights that Inquisitor Mesharra was coming to his mansion and hid away. He sent you here to prey on Mesharra's reasons and attack if anything were to harm him, right?"

She glared at him with bloodthirsty eyes and Arad returned the grin, "Hit it, right? Of course, he'll fear fire having a stack of hey inside his mansion."

"Well, I might not be able to gather them all at the same time." Arthur looked a bit worried. "Why? Are they out?" Mary looked at him with a smile, "We can wait for them." "Well, some of them are indeed out, but I can't call them all at once, they won't fit. There are too many of them." His words took a few seconds to sink in and Arad finally asked.

"How many?"

"Around seventy-one sons," Arthur looked extremely worried.

"Seventy-one?" Echidna gasped and Plum spat the apple she was chewing, "Where did they

all come from!" She glared at Arthur's wife.

"I have four sons and two daughters with him. The other wives got some too..." She replied with a smile, "The rest are with the maids, servants, and mistresses." She looked strangely

happy.

Arthur has eleven wives, twenty-two mistresses, fifty-five maids, and twenty-three servants all of which he has an active relationship with and are living in this mansion. As his wife was explaining, Arthur corrected her, "This week the maids would become fifty-six."

"Yeah, we should prepare a party for her." His wife suggested.

Arad poked Mesharra, "Is this normal here?"

"As long as the involved parties are okay with it, the law doesn't care about how many are

married or who. But I've never seen such a case, at most I saw four." She whispered to Arad.

Arthur looked at Arad, "I can call them in groups, will that be okay to start working on the

problem?"

"We have a bigger problem at hand." Arad sighed.

"Yeah...but...not like we can do anything about it." Mesharra was already getting exhausted.

Echidna laughed, "Well, I want to see how deep this runs."

"First, I like to stop it from spreading." Plum was already holding a pair of scissors. "Chop! Chop! Time to harvest some nuts."