CH508 Virgin Interplanar Negotiation I
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Baron Luth Belloc stared at the box his son, Kron Belloc, had placed on the desk before him. His gaze shifted sceptically between the box and Kron's calm, unreadable face.
Kron sat still, his posture composed, eyes fixed on his father. He made no further attempt to persuade him—almost as if he had already presented the choice and was content to let his father decide whether to accept it or not.
Baron Belloc's eyes drifted to the wrapped scroll Kron had returned to the table alongside the box.
Kron had called it a Magic Scroll, but the Baron knew it by another name—a Talisman Scroll.
That said, its function was exactly as Kron had described. Once activated, it would veil Juror's gaze, concealing Kron's heresy.
'Intelligent outsiders slipping into the plane?' Baron Belloc thought grimly. 'That should be impossible.'
His thoughts darkened further.
