52 Hearing (1/2)

This was Solomon...

Leader of the Mage Guild, Master of the Sage Tower, the Solomon whose power shook Thousand Sails City for twenty years. Never mind a small Alchemist like Molin, even Leader Lys would be forced to remain respectful in front of this High Mage.

'I just scolded Solomon…'

As he thought about it, Molin felt his legs weakening.

'What should I do, what should I do…'

This was the strongest mage of Thousand Sails City, someone who had slaughtered the Black Wing Bandits. In front of him, Molin was a mere ant waiting to be crushed.

Molin stood there with a pale complexion, and he couldn't help shivering as numerous droplets of cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.

”Merlin, do you need my help resolving this issue?” Solomon didn't look at the terrified wreck as he entered the Gilded Rose without even asking what had happened. All he cared about was whether Lin Yun needed his help resolving this problem.

That's right, resolving it!

If someone else said something like this, it would definitely draw the ire of the Alchemist Guild. After all, who would dare to stop the Alchemist Guild from seizing goods when they were in charge of this market? Wouldn't that be disrespecting the Alchemist Guild?

But it was a totally different situation if Solomon was the one saying it. The black-robed alchemists, along with the shivering Molin, didn't feel anything wrong with Solomon saying something like this.

If Solomon said he would resolve it, then no matter who was right and who was wrong, no matter the cause and effect, the matter would be resolved.

This was the extent of Solomon's status in Thousand Sails City.

Lin Yun knew that as long as Solomon said something, these black-robed alchemists and Molin would definitely fix everything and scamper back to the Alchemist Guild with gloomy expressions. What seizing, what hearing? They would be unrelated to Lin Yun.

But after Lin Yun thought about it, he shook his head and rejected Solomon's kindness. ”No need.”

It wasn't because of some ridiculous pride, and it also wasn't because of some baffling honor.

In fact, due to his previous life, Lin Yun's pride and honor, as well as his moral principles, could be considered to be quite flexible depending on the situation.

He refused Solomon's kindness because he felt that the Gilded Rose still had too few alchemists...

”Mage Solomon, I already explained the matters of – Magic Conducting Rune Creation Paradigm – on the road. In a few days, I'll come to the Sage Tower. I'll ask you for some pointers at that time…”

”Very well.” Solomon understood Lin Yun's intentions and didn't try to convince him. After nodding, he gazed at Molin once again and muttered, ”Give my respects to Lys.”

After saying this, he turned around and left the Gilded Rose.

”Ye… Yes…” Molin was finally able to let out a sigh of relief. His legs went soft and he sat down on the staircase, but he couldn't relish in the feeling of being let off easy. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, but didn't even take the time to properly wipe the dust off his face as he rushed toward Lin Yun.

However, Molin didn't act all high and mighty this time. An obsequious expression was now plastered on his face, as the stuttered, ”Ma… Mage Merlin, it's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding…”

”Haha, it's good if it's all just a misunderstanding.” Lin Yun laughed as if the previous unpleasantness had never happened. He even kindly reminded, ”Alchemist Molin, there still seem to be a few shelves that are lacking seals over there.”

”No, no, no, it's not needed, there is no need to put seals there…” By now Molin's smile looked more like unsightly weeping.

'Damn, if I had known that you were friendly with Solomon, how could I be willing to seize your goods? I got no benefits in the end and got on the bad side of Solomon, how could I be so unlucky…'

”No need, really?”

”There is truly no need…” Molin miserably forced out.

”Good then…” Lin Yun nodded in relief at this, before suddenly asking, ”Oh right, Alchemist Molin, when does the hearing begin?”

”The hearing is in an hour… no, no, no, I don't mean to urge you, Mage Merlin, if you don't have the time, the hearing could be…”

Just after he started talking, Molin felt like slapping himself. Wasn't this a bad idea? He had just managed to gloss over the attempted seizure of goods, yet he was still talking about the hearing. What if Solomon returned?

”No, no, I have plenty of time!”

”Ah?”