Chapter 36: Chapter Fourteen- The Testament of the Lovely Sister Marionette

For lack of a better word, it was anticlimactic when we arrived in Kanon. Much like the villages that came before it, Kanon too was just a jumbled collection of shambled houses made of crude materials. Still, the effect it had on me hadn’t lessened any no matter how many villages like this I saw. The captain of the outer guard, a man who looked no different from the rest of the villagers, that is beyond the purple skin like mine, greeted us as we arrived. 

His men, who had also looked like no more than slightly better armed civilians, brought the wagon holding the object that we were after. We stood before a stone coffin, wrapped in chains. While unsure just what it was, it made me feel a sense of unease. Here it was, the payload that we have been sent to retrieve. The object of great importance we must protect, a secret so hidden that not a single person present was aware of the contents. 

“That’s it?” Achak’s question broke the silence, “that’s what we’ve come all the fuckin way in the boonies for?”

“You share my sentiments friend” Ban approached the strange object, “surely the container must be a disguise to hide its importance, who would want to steal a corpse after all?”   

My eyes were transfixed on the vessel in question, could it really be just a decoy, a ruse to dissuade greedy ravagers? There had to be more to this weapon than that, something greater I’d never been told. No theory I had crafted could have prepared me for what I saw then. 

“I feel something,” Rafa spoke to me, “there’s something familiar about it.” 

“An astute observation,” the Inquisitor Seta said, stepping past me. She stood in front of the coffin, and motioned for her fellow inquisitors to come to her side. The five of them lifted the object, and loaded it into one of the wagons. Judeka ran to the wagon, and began inspecting the vessel. 

The captain of the outer guard loomed over us, his dark eyes weary, observing the church officials, “You have taken a burden off the shoulders of my people,” he spoke in a low growl, “I only pray the unrest ceases and our lives return to normal.”

“Do you know what’s inside?” I asked, my gaze still transfixed on the object.

“It is not my business to know,” he answered.

“You mean to say it wasn’t you who discovered this thing?” Ban watched the coffin closely as it was hidden within the wagon.

“An inquisitor left the cursed thing in our hands, he was gravely wounded, pursued by the Malefic he said,” the captain answered. “Not long after he arrived, the Malefic followed. A local witch fought it off, but then...I’d rather not say what happened next. I had a riot to quell, so it’s good to see this damn thing leave us.”

“Who was the inquisitor? Where is he now?” I inquired further.

“He recovered and was sent to the second ring. I heard it had to do with an execution, though I didn’t really care to ask. As far as his name, I believe they called him Salem,” he told us.

“Could it be him, the Queen Slayer Salem MacArthur?” Ban wondered.

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