CH392 Iberu’s Perspective

“So what did you think of him?”

“He’s brilliant,” Naloth sighed. “I’d do anything to bring him into my fold if I could. The things we could accomplish, who cares if he can only use some obscure non-affinity branches? I feel like just letting him plan how different rituals could work and getting others to carry them out could revolutionize the world if given the chance. My project just went from something I wasn’t sure I could finish to a goal that has the potential to pay off before the second wave with just a bit more refining.”

“Well, don’t covet the boy too much. Even your meeting today was a risk and you know it.”

“I know I know. I’m not such a fool as to put my hands on the apostle of a god, but you know as well as I that this was the safest time to try.”

“Well, that’s true enough I suppose,” Iberu admitted. With all of the gods’ focus directed at the things to come, it was probably the least risky time to be near an apostle. Otherwise, the odds of their thoughts being peered into was simply too great.

Of course, there was always the chance for the gods to miss things, but neither one of them trusted themselves to control the things going on within their heads to such an extent. It should have been the most private area any mortal had, so almost none had the talent needed to keep things from rising to their conscious minds. For anyone with secrets such as theirs, spending too much time with an apostle of all people was nothing but a risk, even if they needed to do it at least a little, either for information like Naloth or to keep up appearances like Iberu.

“Try not to worry,” Naloth told him. “I’m sure things are fine on my end. I’m more concerned about yours. You do have that one additional variable, was there any reaction from her?”

“Abrus’s child seemed put off, but nothing that she could put into words so we should be fine. The fact that she felt anything really was a surprise, but she shouldn’t be anywhere near the battlefield till it starts, and by then she’ll be far too busy to focus on that.”

“Mmh, blood runs deep I suppose, just try and take care.”

“Ha, I’ve invested too much into this to fail at the end, don’t you worry. And is there anything else I can do for you while you’re in town?” Iberu asked him, watching as the other stretched his neck.

“No, I’ve gotten all I can from here. I’ll talk to my people, see if we can start putting some of these ideas into practice. Who knows? We may just have the world saved before your invention shows its worth.”

“Ha, if that’s the case then I won’t complain. You keep all eyes on what you’re doing in the end and then maybe I’ll be able to escape the wrath of the gods.”

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“One can hope,” He laughed back. “Stay well Iberu. Try not to get caught when you’re going to be the first of us with any success.”

“Same to you, don’t get yourself killed when you’re so close to achieving your goals.”

It was like that they parted, Naloth departing to the gate as Iberu went through the city he called home, taking in all that craftsman’s tower had to offer.