Reincarnated Without a Body

ch 21.5: Petir's right hand man

"Mister Kanan, Master want you at the main hall right now." Shea, the maid servant came into the dining room.

She's short on breath, so it must be an urgent matter. I shove as much meat into my mouth while using magic to pour myself a cup of water and left the table. The cup floated behind me, following me into the hallway.

"Wvy?" Ugh, it's hard to talk with my mouth full. I gulp it down and reach for the floating cup.

"The Pope is here!" She replied anxiously. Anxious because I'm taking my sweet time walking slowly to the main hall.

Oh. We have been trying to meet that old man for so many time for the past month, but he's always "busy". Yet the moment we start making a decent amount of money, he himself came running.

"Are they in the hall?"

"Yes."

"What the hell were the guards doing?"

"Uh.. They're being carried inside right now for treatment..."

"Huh?" Did I hear it wrong?

"The Pope force their way in... Quick, Master already sent the two brothers to fetch the Holy maiden at the same time as me." she replied.

Considering everything, I release my mana out preemptively as we approach the hall. I gather it into a dense sphere around myself, forming a shield. Preparation is essential for mages to go against warriors.

Magic manipulation. My magic allow me to manipulate my mana and use it in almost any way imaginable within a certain constraints. To say it's like an extension of my limbs would be me being humble. Limbs are limited in what they can do. It's more than that. But simply put, It's a power that execute my thought as long as I have enough magic energy to overwhelm the target.

Shea hasten her pace and opened the door to the hall for me. We walk into the hall and she closed the door. Master noticed my arrival but he continue sipping his tea calmly as the old man in front of him yell at him.

I walk and stand behind Master Petir. Once I'm behind him, he put down his cup and signalled me to bend down and lent him my ear with his finger.

"Keep an eye on our goods." master whispered.

Our holy maiden? Not the old leech? Whatever, he know what he's doing.

"Just stop doing this! We will turn a blind eye to the money you've swindled out of our follower, but don't bring the hoax to the cathedral again!" The old man yelled again.

I knew it! It's about the money we rake in. And it also seems like the Pope is afraid that we will take their follower away from them.

"I told you it's real. Just wait and see it for yourself." Master said calmly.

Master has a light smile on his face, but I can tell that he's annoyed by the Pope. He's just being polite because they're quite a pain in the ass to handle. Not only they have a lot of influence among the masses and the royalties, each of them are also very strong. Simply put, you don't want them as your enemy if possible.

Things could've been different if we showed the girl to him and talk it over with him before revealing it to the public. But hey, he's the one denying our request to meet.

"Tap tap tap tap tap tap."

Three pair of footsteps is coming down the stairs behind us. Must be the brothers and our golden goose. Then a little servant girl ran by me and stand by the wall, copying the rest of servants in the hall. Where the hell our little holy maiden at then? I want to turn back and look, but that would be disrespectful. And this old man is a pain in the ass.