Bab 232: Jinx

Although Tobian was also going to suggest limiting the progression of the Golden Son Mages, that didn't mean he wasn't aware of the consequences of actually messing with the Golden Sons.

With the deaths of two mayors and countless minor skirmishes with the nobles, it was clear that the Golden Sons just didn't seem to know how to spell the word fear.

"What kind of benefit can you get out of this?" Tobian the bear-like Mage stared at the spell model on the table, pondering.

Then he laughed.

There were some things that might be worth fighting for.

The capital was not peaceful at this time, and although there was no curfew, some people with keen senses had noticed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere of the capital.

Black-robed men were haunting the streets, each and every one of them with sharp eyes, seemingly searching for something.

There was also a group of the capital's city guards going in and out of various taverns.