Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 388

When Dimocles suggested a private conversation and a second offer from Erlebnis, caution flared. He wanted nothing further to do with the ancient god of knowledge. At the same time… this couldn’t be ignored, not when things were like this. He reasoned out the situation.

Argrave’s paranoia subsided with the dousing hose of logic, and he finally accepted that this was no murder plot. Onychinusa would be better suited for murder, or perhaps even Erlebnis’ countless emissaries. Argrave walked forward, joined by Anneliese.

“Hang on for a moment,” Argrave told everyone. “I’m going to have a talk with Dimocles. This shouldn’t take too long. Just… keep watch for anything suspicious.”

Everyone looked terribly confused about this development. Orion tried to follow, but Argrave stopped him, shaking his head. He was more worried about what might approach them as they talked than Dimocles himself. Argrave could handle an A-rank mage with polymorphism, without a doubt.

Once they walked near, Anneliese cast a ward to encircle them. As soon as all other sounds faded, Argrave asked, “Hurry this up, Dimocles. I don’t have all the time in the world to waste.”

“That might not be true. Your schedule has been cleared up a great deal, I should think. You won’t need to visit Sarikiz. You won’t need to rouse her, and you won’t need to draw the ire of Kirel Qircassia in doing so. A lot of things that were true are no longer so, Argrave.” Dimocles clasped his hands together, dropping his respectful address of ‘Your Majesty’ now that they spoke in private.

Argrave’s gray eyes hardened as Dimocles said more and more.

Before he could speak, Anneliese said, “We never mentioned what our specific plot with Sarikiz was to anyone beyond Orion. He cannot be your informant. That narrows it down to the elven gods alone.”

When she finished, Argrave realized she spoke as much to him as she did to Dimocles. One of the elven gods… betrayed us? But…

As Argrave’s thought coalesced, he spoke his conclusion aloud. “And given that no others knew of Erlebnis’ existence, of the Blessing of Supersession within me… it was Chiteng. He contacted Erlebnis, told him everything.”

so he had not tried to escalate things further back then… but because of that, he’d missed a crucial

few moments, and you figure things out!” He held his arms out. “But it’s fine, it’s fine. I was going to tell you everything right now. After all, there are no secrets between friends. And fate has ordained that we shall walk this path

the rising unease. “What’s Erlebnis’ gambit? Don’t dance around

the facts. When Chiteng saw my Lord Erlebnis’ Blessing of Supersession on you, he thought you an envoy, perhaps even an unwitting one. With the threat of Kirel Qircassia looming

Erlebnis knew your plans exactly. Well, you would be wrong in

upon Sarikiz? That implies something is happening,” Argrave insisted, trying dually to keep his patience and divert

a favor to Kirel Qircassia to earn the alliance of his coalition and his good grace in the fight ahead. Kirel is rather angry at you and your elven gods, and he does not forget faces.

deep

head. “It’s all true, Argrave. But as I candidly outlined for you, it’s not your issue. We’re friends, you and I, you and us, as I established.” The man raised his hand up. “When I came to Artur back then—told you to leave now that the fire was started—Erlebnis already had this friendly plan in motion. All you had to do was step away, and everything would have gone swimmingly. I’m just here to loop you in, give you

He wouldn’t do this,” Argrave

prices, high or low, Argrave,” Dimocles’ eyes shifted as

mean to say that Chiteng turned on his family… for what, exactly?” Argrave

Dimocles answered. “For

accepting that.” Anneliese stepped

keep some in my mountain villa. Fascinating creatures, and able scouts. They could examine the battlefield. Would that

was rattled enough she nearly sent her Starsparrow into the ward she’d conjured to block their conversation. After dispelling it,

the man acted gave him the strong impression he wasn’t bluffing. Argrave turned his head to the side, looking to where the Starsparrow just left. “Do you mean

Those elves—though inconsequential to Him, they’re a valuable resource to your kingdom, and the Lord knows this. Measures have been taken—like I said, things will go swimmingly even if you do nothing. The Supreme Myriarch will die when the elven gods are slaughtered. One of His servants, the Myriarch Altan, will seize command. She

I leave the elven gods to die,”

was an unavoidable tragedy. Please, don’t feel guilty, Argrave.” He sighed. “Let me put it this way. At the end of all of

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