Chapter 3: Chapter 3 – Mask

“Lord Falmuth, we believe we have found what is effectively a hole ripped to another world.”

The bearded king was sitting on an elegant chair in a mostly empty throne room. The meeting was ordered to be secret, as the contents it was about could very well be highly vital state secrets. The only ones in the room right now was the King, a few advisors and nobles, as well as the mage speaking to him, one who specialized in summoning magic.

“You mean to the world of the otherworlders?”

“Perhaps, though this one seems slightly different.”

“No matter, what do you mean by this?”

“Well in truth, my Lord, we believe some large ‘bang’ happened which has provided a brief period of time when the connection between this world and that one is far stronger. While this would normally mean nothing at all, for us it means that we can possibly summon a hero for far less of the cost.”

“That sounds brilliant! How many do you think we can get?”

“I’m afraid the hole is gradually closing, and summoning a hero may accelerate its return to a stable state. Regardless we can at least get a single summon with only a fraction of the cost still.”

“Alright then, do it, and do it quickly, do not let any time go to waste!”

“Yes, my lord.”

The mage bowed before heading out of the throne room as the King sat and pondered in silence for a few moments.

(‘Yes, more otherworlders should be vital to the protection of Falmuth’s interests. I thought we wouldn’t have enough to do another hero summoning for at least another year or so, however if this is true… Well we can have another otherworlder by the end of the week… How brilliant, brilliant indeed…’)

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