Chapter 331: The root of all evil

Arca Santangelo walked through the clamoring crowd. He was dressed in his customary red robes of a priest-mage, but Cael noticed a sash in colors of the royal family that wasn't there before. Another mage in similar attire trailed after Arca with a sour and vaguely familiar face.

"Walk away, walk away, kind citizens!" Arca shouted, waving his hands in the air. "There's nothing for you to look at. In the name of the king and in the name of our Lord Allfather, please disperse and return to your business!"

The authoritative voice and the strong magic aura Arca emanated did the job. The crowd thinned, urged additionally by Arca's helper while the priest himself came up to Abibo.

"I see you have matters well in hand here, signore Oliveira. Why, it makes me feel like I'm too good for this job…" Arca shook his head ruefully. "But where are my manners! Good evening, signores, signoras. I'm Arca Santangelo, a man of god and, since recently, also a man of duty."