Love mends even the broken parts
Remi was not exactly great at logic. ”You have creation magic, so you don’t need an amulet for that. And if you do, make another, or have Deimos do it. Or borrow one of Amalia’s items. We have enough objects that store magic that we can figure out an optimal distribution of spells, we just need to get everyone together and shuffle it around” They were scattered, true, but it shouldn’t be too hard to gather everything and make sure the right magic went to the right people and places.
As the other man finally caved, Loren’s face blanched. Surely the alchemist couldn’t possibly be thinking of venturing outside during LongNight. However, it seemed that Remi was deadly serious about this. And the Launceleyn knew there was nothing he could do to stop the other man’s plans.
That being said, there was nothing the alchemist could do to stop Loren either. His eyes searched Remi’s face for a long while before the Launceleyn finally spoke. ”You’re right. I wasn’t here last year.” He took a deep breath, and found that for once, he was entirely certain what his course of action would be. ”But I'm here this year. And if you feel that it is necessary for someone to venture out and find those who are lost, I will do it.”
He held up a hand to stop whatever protest the alchemist was about to raise. ”Before you start, I am better suited to this task, between Astra, my summoning, and my healing. I am also more expendable than you are.” It would be hard for Remi to argue with any of that, except maybe the expendable part. ”Besides, you can’t stop me from leaving the Temple. And I am doubly resolved to do this if you are going to insist on going out yourself.” This was foolishness incarnate, but if the Launceleyn was there, maybe he could keep Remi from getting himself killed.
As the other man finally caved, Loren’s face blanched. Surely the alchemist couldn’t possibly be thinking of venturing outside during LongNight. However, it seemed that Remi was deadly serious about this. And the Launceleyn knew there was nothing he could do to stop the other man’s plans.
That being said, there was nothing the alchemist could do to stop Loren either. His eyes searched Remi’s face for a long while before the Launceleyn finally spoke. ”You’re right. I wasn’t here last year.” He took a deep breath, and found that for once, he was entirely certain what his course of action would be. ”But I'm here this year. And if you feel that it is necessary for someone to venture out and find those who are lost, I will do it.”
He held up a hand to stop whatever protest the alchemist was about to raise. ”Before you start, I am better suited to this task, between Astra, my summoning, and my healing. I am also more expendable than you are.” It would be hard for Remi to argue with any of that, except maybe the expendable part. ”Besides, you can’t stop me from leaving the Temple. And I am doubly resolved to do this if you are going to insist on going out yourself.” This was foolishness incarnate, but if the Launceleyn was there, maybe he could keep Remi from getting himself killed.
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