The noise abruptly stops as everyone turns to look.
CW: Not again. Sigh
You ascend slightly , and your voice is amplified.
The noise abruptly stops as everyone turns to look.
CW: Not again. Sigh
You ascend slightly , and your voice is amplified.
Ezura makes her way to the town centre to see Falone there.
E: Well. Someone did my job for me.
She stays and listens , after asking a civillian what was going on.
“No need for the extra help, Court Wizard. A King must know this magic, or their influence… is but a mere speck of dust.”
He turns to the lady and looks up, at the floating lady.
The crowd goes silent.
(they were already silent)
The crowd starts to murmur again.
Reginald loudly shouts, “ My nephew is a capable king!”
The crowd turn to look at Reginald and all say in unison
Crowd: Ohhhh.
Taking advantage of his audience, he says“And I am certain that woman is a member of a cult!” He points at Lucy.
The crowd starts to murmur.
Almost instantly at this mention of Cult, some paladins come to test the faith of Lucy.
L: Hey! What are you doing?
Paladins: If your really of the Blue Dragon , this won’t hurt at all.
A Paladin presses his hand over Lucy’s forehead. A light comes from it and shines brightly. The crowd gasp at this.
Paladins: …
Paladins whispering : Sorry… miss. Mistake , just doing our job.
L: Hmph.
Paladin (audibly): We can say , Sir Reginald , that this woman isn’t a member of the Cult. Sorry.
They all breifly bow and jump off the stage into the crowd.
“WHAT! BU-BU-THEN HOW IS SHE FLOATING?!”
CW: Hello sir. Spell of Ascension and Spell of Amplification. Some of my finest works , even if they are a bit magic-consuming.
“Why are you using it on her?!”
A: As I was going to say , Prince , we-
L: I’ll take this, Andrew. Can’t even treat me with respect. Just proves how they really are.
CW: She uh , asked me? Very nice about it , so I let her. Sorry if you didn’t want me to sir.
He bows.
“Can’t you un-cast it?!” Reginald bows back.
CW: I can , yes. But she is about to speak so…
“AAAAAHHHH!!” He chucks a bottle of brandy at Andrew.
A: Holy Mi-Moly!
Andrew quickly jumps out of the way , as the crowd suddenly erupts with chatter.
“I KNOW YOUR DAMN SECRET, ANDREW! WE DON’T WANT ANOTHER NATALIE INCIDENT, DO WE?!”
L:Can you all just shut up and let me speak?