Chapter 2373 The Last King Of Passion:>Ep5
- The soldiers weren't there to collect taxes or forcibly recruit the youth of the village. They hadn't arrived to plant their flag and extend the border of whatever petty lord or great king they served. No, these were the Templars of the Celestial Union, and they had come to root out all those tainted by the magics of Passion and Whimsy. Their bound mages that they had turned into witchfinders would check the auras of all the villagers, searching with any for arcane potential to drag back to their black ships.
- Raynulf relaxed when he recognized the soldiers as Celestial Union forces. This was still an annoying inconvenience, but it would be over relatively quickly. More importantly Raynulf would be checked and then left alone. He had gone through these searches before, and the witchfinders always dismissed him in mere seconds. He had been told he had the blankest, most colorless, dead aura possible, not a single ounce of magical power flowed through his veins.
- When his time in front of the Union's bound mage came, he was already prepared to return to his belongings and get out of the village till the commotion died down. He did take a moment however to appreciate the witchfinder. It was always worth ogling a pretty mage.