God Is A Game Designer - 115 C114 Eccentric Mage Duo

While The twins stared at them both, laughing at the shenanigans. Bull swearing at Azo as the man avoided the big hands of his fellow adventurer. This was reminding them closer to the simpler times with just having to go into a dungeon and fight mindless monsters. The laughing, crying and friendship that kept this group stable and together.

As they continued with the group discussing a strange almost hissing noise could be heard coming from near the door. Sizzling before a peculiar blue portal opened up. An old gentleman was stepping through with a laugh.

“Haha! Finally, I’ve completed that spell. These crystals you gave me for payment are the highest quality. Almost like you stole them from a god!”

The man steeping through the portal laughed, his back hunched as he used his staff not only as a magical item but also a walking cane. The crystal slotted into the top being pure white with energy flowing from it with ease, apparently being one of the mana stones Azo had given out to people. The man having a long white beard that hit the floor, large glasses that covered his face more than his actual eyes and finally white robes that had food stains on them.

“Bellingham. Thank you for coming and did you manage to get the others?”

Azo stepped forward as he bowed his head with respect, this old man being as proficient with magic then himself. Having to show the proper respect for someone they needed help from even if they had similar power levels.

“Of course. Convincing people with money is easy. Each one of these stones is enough to feed a family for a lifetime, well maybe not in the vortex. I may ask where did you get these crystals from. I’ve seen the black market trends and never come across a pure crystal like this?”

Bellingham continued to speak only to get interrupted as the portal behind him shimmered as a small gnome popped out, grumbling and cursing before looking up to the old wizard.

“Oi, you bastard that thing almost killed me. I got teleported out into the middle of the desert before the portal reopened again!”

The gnome acknowledged as Zie standing behind him before looking to all the others in the room, his annoyance only growing as he saw the audience who heard him speak about what had happened.

The gnome puffing himself up as he stood at a mere 4’0, blue hair that remained maintained with magic and dyes his face clean and perfectly shaven and secured with an appearance that also showed his cleanliness and order.

Neat freak was the correct word for this man.

The portal shimmering one last time as the sound of heels came directly behind both men.

“Why argue now. I think the hosts are getting annoyed by two stubborn men bickering like young children.”

The woman was signifying the last of the three known as Zika. Her body covered in silks and rich clothing as her black hair tumbled down her body without abandon.

The differences started with the eyes that looked almost as exotic as Azo’s with the red hue and slits that stared into one’s heart and desires. The purple skin that gave a view of perfection with a slight amount of lustful corruption and with a height that seemed perfect being just under 5’10

Though it was unclear if the heels helped with this or not due to one’s attention-getting brought elsewhere due to specific other features the woman possessed.

“Thank you all for attending. Please take a seat, and we can begin.”

The group all sitting down in the seats as the three most influential people in the slums stood against the most potent adventurers in the city.

“I want to thank you all for coming. The reason for my summons is a simple one. We want everyone to move out of Senoa and into a town called Sanctuary.”

Azo finished as he watched the three look to each other before looking back to him. Each one was looking unconvinced as he knew this was going to be a pain to convince them.

“Let’s say we agree. Can you even provide for over ten thousand people? What rewards do we get for even complying with this? We do not want to go from one slum to another.”

Starting off the assault of questions as Zika fired the first barrage of questions, her eyes full of mistrust and annoyance as well as this was a stupid thing to ask the group.

Before he could even answer another question hit him like a barrage, giving him almost no time to think.

“It’s also the case of knowing who runs the show. I doubt it will be you guys and I know from the crystals you gave that it will be someone powerful. These are stones of such power that the Gods must be involved. I’d hate to wind up being a pawn for Saleh being she is the only god around.”

The old man Bellingham finishing as he crossed his arms and sat back in his chair with annoyance. Zie was completing the three off as it seemed to grow even worse.

“Lastly how could we even defend ourselves. The church would charge at us and try to kill us all. They do not care for us more then they do the money we give them. If we try and flee then we are nothing but dead weight to be cut down.”

All three of them continued to speak to each other about the stupidity of this plan, ignoring the hosts over the other side. Anger flaming in Azo as he felt the drive inside him to rend, tear and kill surface at the ignorance of the people.

His hand covered in flame smashing down onto the table as the wooden frame buckled and collasped to the floor, the smashing frame making everyone look back to him in panic.

“Shut up. Or I will make you.”