Bab 425: Borgious' Suspicion

The Merchant Guild was in an uproar. Not so much because of the recent theft, but primarily due to the vile Psychic Curse the perpetrator had left behind. The thing was truly insidious and evil, able to propagate with ease and render all targets hapless until death. 

It had no known cure, a simple and instant method of transfer as well as activation, and its killing rate was absolute. This was basically the worst kind of plague imaginable and it just had to occur in the Merchant Guild's headquarters of all places! 

This was what was going through the leader of the Merchant Guild – Guildmaster Borgious' - mind as he sat in his room while drinking wine. He sighed with frustration as he unbuttoned his shirt and released his huge paunch to the world. 

The sofa he sat in was manufactured to fit him perfectly and had many functions to accommodate his physique, weight, and mannerisms with ease. He tapped the side of it, which raised the leg rest up for him.