Chapter 22

"With him gone, I can take his place. I am better suited for this. I require no chaperone, or magically sealed cases."

"Truthfully, you don't want to be. For anyone who challenges the higher ups is put to death, and masked in secrecy. This is how peace is kept among us. This is what the Arcane is built upon."

About one hundred miles south of Legato,

...Gamon, Cassius, and their new acquaintance, the angry mail carrier griffin, relaxed in a woodland area, surrounded by tall opulent green trees and shade. The forest was known as 'Paidia'. It held a haunt-like silence, and the trees, though tall, were naked until the very top, resembling wooden umbrellas. The griffin breathed heavily from fatigue. His chest shrinking and expanding, impersonating a blowfish.

"You don't have to stay with me, Cassius. From here, we depart," stated Gamon.

"Nonsense, who will keep the rune sealed, protected, who will supply the land?"