EFB Book 5: Chapter 97
Book 5: Chapter 97
Book 5: Chapter 97
Minerva put her claw down and exhaled before taking a step back. There were thirty-seven stone tablets in front of her, one for each page within the Tricksters Book. It had been eight days since she told Tafel it would take a week, but to the phoenixs surprise, the demon hadnt returned yet. With how eager Tafel had been to receive the translation, Minerva couldnt help but wonder what the demon was doing. However, she didnt have to wonder for very long. A portal opened not too far away, and Tafel walked through along with Vur and an unknown companion.
Im back, Tafel said and waved at the phoenix matriarch. How is it? Are the translations done? Do you need me to stay away for a bit longer?
Minerva snorted. Im doing fine, thanks for asking, she said. As for your book, I finished translating it yesterday. Although she had only finished it within the last few minutes, she wasnt going to admit that. Minervas gaze landed on Vur and the winged woman standing behind him. Greetings, Vur. Its been a while. Her eyes narrowed at the Recordkeeper. Whos that lady behind you?
Hi, Minerva, Vur said. He glanced at the Recordkeeper before turning his gaze back onto Minerva. You dont know her?RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only
Should I know her? Minerva asked and furrowed her brow. Is she your mistress? The phoenix glared at Tafel. As a phoenix and as my child, how could you let your mate be unfaithful? Do you need me to turn her into ashes for you?
Tafels face contorted. Shes not Vurs mistress, she said and glanced at the Recordkeeper, who had a suspiciously red-tinged face. Shes the Recordkeeper. Have you heard of her? For some reason, a lot of the dragons know her.
Minervas expression darkened. Oh, so its her, she said and narrowed her eyes at the Recordkeeper. After glaring at the winged woman for a bit, Minerva turned her attention back onto Tafel. Your translations ready. I suggest you dont show them to this liar over here.
Tafel raised an eyebrow, her gaze shifting between the two winged creatures. Was there bad blood between them? She went up to the tablets and put them inside of a portal while whispering to Minerva, You dont like her?
No self-respecting phoenix does, Minerva said with a scowl, causing Tafel to tilt her head.
Im glad you like it, Tafel said and pulled a tray of cookies out of her portal. If the kids ask if I got them anything, you can give them these. We bought a few other things for Vurs relatives, and some of them are perishable, so.
Minerva nodded. Go, go, she said. After a week of nonstop working, even someone like me needs a break.
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Mary stood with her arms crossed, watching the Dragon Slayers hustle and bustle. They were working together to transport heavy mechanical parts from inside a warehouse to a few large wagons. Although they couldve hired people to help them, they insisted on doing the grunt work by themselves. Mary suspected they were afraid someone would figure out the secret to the mechanical parts; after all, they claimed these were all necessary to slay a dragon. After what seemed like hours, the Dragon Slayers stood in front of six loaded wagons, each one having their contents covered by a large tarp.
Are you done? Mary asked. With this, were ready to hunt a dragon?
No, Joseph said and shook his head. This is just one ballista. We used four of them to restrain the dragons we killed. He wiped the sweat off his forehead upon seeing Marys darkening expression. At the very least, we need two to restrain a dragon. One to shoot their wing, and another to shoot their wing again in case something happens to the first shot. Ideally, wed have seven ballistae, five for the dragons limbs and two for its wings.
How long will it take to assemble seven ballistae with just the six of you? Mary asked.
Itll be a while, Joseph said. But hunting a dragon requires patience. Without the proper preparations, all youll be doing is rushing to your death.
Mary grunted, making a noncommittal sound. Take as much time as you need, she said. Her eyes narrowed. But if I find out youre using this time for something else, dont blame me for being ruthless.