The Blue Mage Raised by Dragons

Book 6: Chapter 136

Tafel exhaled and took a step back before collapsing into a seat that had been placed behind her. She had been manipulating her flames for an hour straight. Manipulating her flames was easy, but maintaining her focus for that long was much harder.

Alright, we have a mithril coating to apply next, Pan said and placed a chunk of blue and black ore onto the table in front of the exhausted demon.

No! Tafel said and sprang to her feet. She pointed at the clock hanging on the wall. Its been an hour. Thats all Im doing for today.

Pan blinked. Are you sure? Theres only another half hour until closing, the blacksmith said. Your mastery over your flames have increased drastically as well. Wouldnt it be best to continue since youre on a roll?

I hear you, Tafel said as her horns glowed silver. I understand what youre saying and have taken it into consideration. On that notea portal appeared in the air beside heryoure wrong, bye! Her voice faded as she leapt into the portal. See you tomorrow!

The blacksmiths glanced at each other as the portal faded away. Anyone have any tools to stop portals from opening? one of them asked. We can use it tomorrow.

She can still leave through the door, Pan said and shook his head. Besides, its not like its easy to obtain items that mess with space.

Well, yeah, she can exit through the door, but we can make it extremely awkward for her to walk away by staring at her with sad eyes as she leaves.

Pan glared at the blacksmith who came up with the suggestion. You know what, Pan said and nodded. That might just work, but it still comes back to disabling portals within the smithy. He squinted. If we all make use of our contacts, we might just discover a way.

The blacksmiths exchanged another round of glances. As blacksmiths, they did have lots of contacts whod be willing to assist them. It was essential to get on a blacksmiths good side. Weapons and armor determined whether one lived or died in the tower, and people definitely didnt want a disgruntled blacksmith repairing their gear. Who knew when itd suddenly break?

Meanwhile, back at the residence, Tafel took a step out of the portal and placed her hands on her hips as the tear in space closed behind her. She took in a deep breath of the fresh forest air, and froze. The air did not smell fresh nor like a forest. It smelled burnt and metallic. A furrow appeared on Tafels brow as she looked around, her gaze moving from tree to tree to giant pit in the ground to Vurs sleeping body and to more trees.

A blank expression appeared on Tafels face as she opened a portal and stepped through it, arriving on top of Vurs head. The demons horns glowed blue as an icicle appeared in her grasp. Tafel threw the icicle at the snot bubble coming out of Vurs nostril, and with a glopping sound, the bubble popped.

Vur sniffled before opening his eyes, blinking a few times before rolling them up to look at Tafel. Oh, hi, Tafel, he said before yawning, making sure to raise his paw up by his head to prevent his wife from falling. When he finished his yawn, he glanced at the gigantic pit in front of him. He stared at it for a bit before rolling his eyes up to look at Tafel. Did you make that?

No, Tafel said. She glanced down at Vurs scales. Stella? Do you know what happened while I was gone?

Your auntie fought the lords, and theyre all at the bottom of the pit now, Stellas voice said, her voice curt.

Oh, Tafel said. Why did Auntie fight the lords? Wait. Which lords? All of them?

Theyre at the bottom of the pit, Stellas voice said. Go ask them yourselves!

Tafel flinched. Well, alright, she said. Why are you in such a bad mood?

Im setting up some poles and lines to help support Mervins growth, but someone keeps asking me questions while Im struggling! Stellas voice said and grunted. These poles are heavy!

Tafel tilted her head. Im guessing Diamants too busy to help you out?

Just jump in the pit already, will you?

Alright, alright, Im going, Tafel said and leapt off of Vurs head, landing on the ground beside his claw. She went to the edge of the pit and leaned over, taking a look at the bottom. There was too much ash floating inside the pit to see the bottom. Are you ready, Vur?

Vur blinked. Im going too?

Well, yeah, Tafel said and backed away from the edge of the pit. She looked at Vur. Why wouldnt you? Dont you want to see what happened between Auntie and the lords?

Not really, Vur said and got up despite his words. Itll be boring.

Boring? Tafel asked, raising an eyebrow. What do you mean?

Auntie cant lose, Vur said. All the elementals are down there too. Theyre probably doing boring stuff like negotiating.

Tafel rubbed her chin. And if we go down there, shell dump those responsibilities onto us, the demon said and slowly nodded her head. You have a good point.

Vur blinked. So, were not going down? His knees bent slightly, lowering himself towards the ground.

Yeah, Tafel said and gestured with a smile. You can lie back down. I know you want to.

Vur exhaled and flopped to the ground, sending out a small breeze that brushed by Tafels robes. Vur let out a large yawn and mostly closed his eyes, keeping just enough space in his vision to look at his wife.

Tafel took a seat next to Vur and leaned her back against his scales. Im exhausted too because I kept my flames going for a whole hour. She folded her hands across her waist and closed her eyes. Lets hope it takes them a while to negotiate.

Vur shut his eyes and grunted in agreement.