Chapter 230: Magic Weapons Research (31)

"Your Furtong is even better than mine. You must've been taught since you were an infant," the father added, before letting out what Lucius could only describe as the fakest laugh he had ever heard.

~Are interpreters that respected? Or is it just because he thinks I work for the council?~ Lucius pondered to himself. However, this was to his benefit as he doubted they would've spoken to him any other way.

"Yes, thank you. I was sent out here to ask everyone if they know anything about what's going on at the wall," Lucius began.

"Do you know anything about the red flower?" he asked afterwards. He wasn't actually interested in this information, however, it would seem suspicious if he just started asking the questions he was actually wanted to, so he was forced to beat around the bush like this.