The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 369: Tracking Netherlight.

The Invisible tavern was not as invisible as the name suggested, it was simply named so because it was hidden out of plain sight from ordinary eyes and those without an invite. It was the tavern in Starfell where mages liked to drink, do party tricks and wave their wands around as they did silly spells.

It sat right next to the wall between Starfell and Doria. Day or night, it was open. Drinks were not the only fluids served in the tavern. It also provided magical ingredients of various kinds, especially the scarce varieties. So, it was a busy place.

All the mages that were passing through Eldoria had a habit of stopping by. For some, it was brief visits and for others, longer ones as they paid for room and board on the floors above.

Lately, it had been a very bus place. More mages than usual seemed to be making stops at the tavern, strange faces that were unfamiliar. Like the woman the female mage that always came down at noon and chose three people whose futures she could predict. Thanks to her, the business of the tavern was booming.

Veylin had been following rumors about the mage that could see the future. She seemed to operate in Doria at night and yet her residence was unknown. She also didn’t stick in one place for long and always seemed to be on the move. But, she always seemed to find time to visit this tavern.

He was standing the doors, waiting fro verification. The doors seemed open and yet there was a barrier against which all unwanted patrons and guests bounced back.

"Password." a gremlin asked him.

He took his wand, pointed it at dull flower and murmured, "Florentis."

Petals unfurled and the flower came to life, blooming vigorously.

The gremlin touched Veylin’s arm and gave him the mark of the tavern, granting him access inside. He grimaced at the touch of a creature he thought vile. It laughed, because it enjoyed arousing the disgust of human mages that found it unworthy.

It looked at Veylin, put its hand over its small mouth and belched. Green mist that smelled awful rushed out of its mouth.

tavern. The

the mage he was seeking was seeking was already sitting at her usual table, predicting the future of an old

would be

tavern had a small stage which was set up for performances. A flutist was playing a lively melody for the patrons of the the tavern. Three dwarfs were tap dancing in a very coordinated manner. It seemed like the

Why they were rushing into the capital was a wonder. Also, why many of them were

in the public eye all the

do you reckon did in the phantom midwife?" Someone

others. As they had the hoods of their cloaks up, he could not see their faces. He was interested in their conversation though because he knew exactly who had killed the

a forest and she robbed me clean of all my herbs. Claimed it was to save the life

female dwarf shoved a drinks menu into Veylin’s hands, drawing his

deep voice that was

did mages like to act mysterious? "Are you here to see Netherlight? You have looked at her three

the light provided by the rays of the sun. "Just fetch my

"tsk" and walked away, but

phone and

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through the account books for all her businesses and engaged in a conversation with her

she had been doing from the day she found

trickling down the arm and her maids had to constantly keep wiping