Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 492

Though Argrave was perplexed that Dario had the influence to send messengers in a nation he did not belong, he could not deny that he was intrigued to meet the person behind all of this. He greatly feared the possibility of a trap, but Melanie had the ability to extract them from just about any situation, or defend from any attack that might come their way save a massive explosion. They had endured a meeting with Mozzahr in the heart of his power—Argrave was relatively sure that they could do the same thing here.

About thirty minutes before the senate meeting was scheduled to occur, Argrave and Melanie walked out to the public square. He released the Alchemist from the Ravenstone, though directed the man to stay hidden unless any danger came to light. When they entered, the looming marble statue of Alexander stood strong as it held up the dome above them. They immediately laid eyes upon Dario. He sat on a marble bench just beneath the statue, kneading his hands together in what looked to be anxiety. When he saw them, he rose.

Dario was much as he had been described. He was perhaps six feet tall, had wild dark hair and tan skin, and a lean body. He wore a dark brown cloak over his body, concealing dark armor that had complex machinery attached. Argrave could see the mechanical crossbow on his right arm, strung but unloaded, and saw strange devices on his legs that seemed like braces… or perhaps augmenters. He could see that there was something otherworldly about the metal, but his layman brain couldn’t exactly deduce what they did. He could sense no magic from them. When Dario saw Argrave, he put his hand to his chest and took a deep breath as though preparing himself for this conversation.

“Is that him?” Argrave asked Melanie.

“Yeah.” His retainer nodded slowly, keeping her eyes on the man. “Definitely him. Has a few weird things on his arms and legs I haven’t seen before, but it’s him.”

Argrave felt the need to take a deep breath just as Dario did. “Stay alert, then.”

The two parties slowly bridged the gap to meet one another. Dario didn’t have an escort of guards the same way Argrave did, and both he and Melanie paid close attention to the man and their surroundings to be sure that nothing untoward would occur.

Argrave stopped a healthy distance away from Dario. Now that they were closer, Argrave made out some details. The man looked exhausted—his eyes were sunken and had deep dark circles beneath them, and Argrave spotted dried blood just beneath his nose. To put it simply, he looked ghoulish.

would be blows, not words. It seems like you’ve been trying to sabotage us. I hope that this has all been a misunderstanding, and we can laugh it up and talk about how best to resolve this. If you need something from the dwarves, maybe we can reach some accommodation. If you

were especially crimson. His voice was firm yet troubled as he said, “I shouldn’t be speaking to you. But I heard your wife was absent, and I hoped that I could get through to you without her…

finished, but settled into quiet contemplation. He shouldn’t be speaking to me. What

return to Vasquer. Whatever you intend, please do not allow it to bear fruit. Content yourself that you averted what disaster would befall these people.” He looked around at the

He shifted on his feet, searching for an answer. “I don’t know why you’re advocating for

searching for answers that could upend everything, all life. The number of people you would hurt would be far greater than the Smiling Raven or Gerechtigkeit ever achieved in their existence.” His voice was hard, yet passionate. Argrave understood, now, why he only spoke to Argrave when he knew that Anneliese was absent. And behind all of that,

come from?” Argrave asked, engrossed. “Do you

and act for one who knows,” Dario shook his head, then spread his

that the path I’m on—trying to end the cycle of judgment—is wrong, I’m perfectly open to

his

to talk fine,” Melanie

more I divulge, the closer you

Isn’t the truth what’s

that truth can vary wildly depending on who beholds it. The people in that senate, for instance…” he turned his head toward where the hall lay, and gestured toward it. “They learn the facts, but each of the thousand have different ways

I learn the truth behind Gerechtigkeit, I might not agree that it’s as big

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