Chương 6: Ch.6
Ramírez walked into the room of the headmistress. She was in charge of the girls attending Lucas Academy, Aura Visno, the highly respected teacher and secret agent of the Queen.
She was once a part of the Queen's guard, the Black Widows, but left when she received an injury to her back that forced her to retire. She continued working in secret for Her Majesty at the school, hiring those to help in the cause of keeping peace and finding information discreetly.
Even though Ramírez was good at his job, she couldn't stand him at times, mostly cause of his attitude and laid-back nature. She would hire someone else if she could, but Aura knew Ramírez was the best at being discreet when needed.
"Yo, teach how's it been."
"Shut up and sit down." She ordered him to do so with a stern voice. Ramírez did so, he grabbed a chair and planted himself on it, only he put his feet on her desk in the process, angering her more.
"Ramírez, sweetie, do you know what I was famous for when I was in the Widows?" He shook his head saying no. Aura pointed a finger to his feet, Ramírez smelt burning leather, and then he saw the smoke come off his boots, he panicked before he fell on his back to the ground. He tried to desperately put it out. Aura smiled at how ridiculous he looked putting out a small fire that couldn't even burn a a table to ash.
"I was known for torturing information out her Majesty's enemies by burning their bare feet first then where it really would hurt them the most," pointing at his crouch. "So don't you ever put your filthy boots on my furniture again? Got it, boy."
He nodded yes as he still lay on the ground chuckling nervously. Ramírez grabbed the chair and sat back in it normally not wanting to anger Aura anymore than he did. Aura took out her pipe and then lit it with her finger. She took a long puff from the pipe, blowing smoke at Ramírez's face before conducting her business with him.
"What do you have to report?" She asked.
"Honestly, it's not something good. I counted 11 new victims. All of them were cut up and rearranged again in a grotesque fashion. It seems our friend The Artist has come back." The Artist was the Kingdom's Boogeyman. Not much was known other than the killings were planned out, always when the victims least expected it and when they were alone, usually on an adventure. The most gruesome detail about The Artist was what the victims became after the deed was done. The dismembered body parts were stuck together in a macabre and horror fashion, their bodies frozen with an ice spell that stopped them from deteriorating, and an apple placed in their mouths. The Artist obtained their name because of how much pride they took in their work creating an 'artwork' that only the most twisted and evil minds would get a tingle in their pleasure zones.
"That's not good news. What have you collected on the latest victims?"
"Mostly the same details as before with a small exception. The last two victims had a Makaizer they were bonded to, the Makaizers themselves were not touched in any way just the victims. More so, the victims I found out were members of the Church of Origin, each was on a mission it seems. Like they were searching for something important."
Aura took another drag from her smoke, this detail was intriguing indeed. None of the victims before had been reported as being members of the Church before. Ramírez's ability at gathering intel was useful indeed. The authorities must not have found that out due to the Artist being so cautious.
"How did you discover that info?"
"Wasn't easy I can tell you that. I had to study the patterns, the habits, personal details, etc, basically, I had to be in the same mindset as The Artist, and let me tell ya that's a scary story I'd rather not revisit again."
"How did you find out they had Makaizers and not Golems? You know how rare the Makaizers are now. The Church keeps them safe if they haven't bonded to anyone yet."
This was puzzling for her. The Church abided by the rule to never use them, only keep them safe till the time of the Emergence, when The Origin would return.
"I know the difference between a mindless machine that has no personality or good taste about them," he joked. "But this is the only thing I found new during the last attack besides the Makaizer detail, a clue, almost like it was left there on purpose. Three words, Amon, Asmodeus, Astaroth."
Aura nodded, she was satisfied at what Ramírez found since no one else had been able to find this much info. She was worried though. Those names, next to the Harbinger of Cain, were feared just as much. The name of the Makaizers who killed a God-level dragon, the original one that the dragons today worshipped as their Father.
Ramírez began to take his leave, not before he turned to look at Aura one more time.
"Oh by the way my friend has been enrolled into this school. Her name is Emi. She's a good person but she's been through a lot when our old village was burned down by Strayers. Please be patient with her she's important to me."
"I'll do my best but no promises. I read her file earlier when combing through new students. It says she's studying engineering and modifications for Golems and the history of Makaizers, does she have one of her own? A requirement for that field is to have one."
"Not at the moment. I don't doubt she'll get either one soon. She has a habit of being a magnet to them with her luck."
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