Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe - Chapter 453

Chapter 453: Accusation
In the bustling Harbor Quarter, nestled along the coast of the Galestine Ocean, the office of the Flynn Family hummed with activity.

The family was one of the wealthiest merchants in the region and conducted large volumes of trade with kingdoms in the Ulier and Europa Continent.

This family business has been run for several generations and currently, it was being headed by the eldest daughter of the Flynn Family, Elysande Flynn.

The Patriarch, Brigham Flynn, was still recuperating. Although he had gained consciousness now, thanks to Adam, he still remained within the manor. This was done to give the public the wrong impression, making them believe that he was still unwell.

Both Brigham and Elysande had decided to carry on this act in hopes of luring in the culprit responsible for poisoning him. At this point they still didn’t know who the perpetrator was, so they could only act passively.

As such, Elysande was the one in command of all the business operations owned by the family. Her office, situated on the top floor of a luxurious maritime building, overlooked the harbor where ships of various sizes were docked.

Elysande sat behind a grand oak desk, going over some documents that had piled on top of it. The room was filled with the scent of salty air and exotic spices, brought in by the constant flow of sailors and traders.

Rays of sunlight seeped in through the large, arched windows, casting a warm glow over the room. They illuminated the charts and maps pinned to the wall, detailing trade routes and certain points of interest across faraway lands.

A few people had gathered before Elysande, nervously standing with their heads lowered as the latter finished up some important work related to the upcoming large shipment.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, causing the woman’s quill to pause and hover over the parchment paper. She turned her head and glanced at the window with narrowed eyes.

What was that? She thought to herself as she scanned her office. Am I imagining things? Haa, I’ve been very edgy ever since Father woke up…

She shook her head ever so slightly before resuming her work. After a few minutes, she put the quill down and glanced at the tanned and burly man standing before her.

“Captain Kid, ensure the cargo is securely fastened and double-check the manifest. I don’t want any surprises this time,” she ordered in a clear and authoritative voice.

Her presence commanded nothing but respect from her subordinates.

Captain Kid nodded firmly, a drop of sweat trickling down his forehead as he was reminded of the mishap on his last voyage.

He placed his hand on his chest and deeply bowed, “Thank you for giving me another chance, Lady Flynn. The crew will be ready to set sail at first light.”

“Good.” Elysande nodded, her eyes scanning the next set of parchment papers. “And, Camile,” she called out to her assistant, a young lady with quick hands and an even quicker mind.

“Yes, my lady!” Camile responded as she stepped forward with a quill and parchment ready.

“Send word to the harbor master in Galister City,” she began. “Inform him that our next shipment of silks, spices, and tobacco will arrive within the month. Also, make sure the insurance papers of the ship are in order. We can’t afford any delays.”

“Understood, my lady!” Camile hurriedly wrote down the notes before leaving the office to fulfill the orders.

Elysande’s office was bustling with activity with messengers coming in and going out, carrying scrolls and parchment papers. Her aides attended to her making sure that all orders of business were carried out.

Finally, after close to two hours, it was finally time for lunch. Alvertos, who had always been standing within the room, staying by her side, instructed the subordinates to resume work with her after thirty minutes.

After everyone had left, he glanced at her and respectfully asked, “My Lady, should I tell the chef to prepare your food?”

Elysande deeply glanced at the old retainer standing before her. A moment later, she waved her hand, “No need. I wish some time alone.”

Alvertos looked at her, his eyes flashing with complicated emotions. Ever since it was found out that the Patriarch had been poisoned, the members of the family had grown very wary of each other.

And as a retainer, although the members of the Flynn Family hadn’t hurled accusations at him yet, they had begun to view him in a different light.

Alvertos astutely noticed this as even Elysande, whom he had seen grown up since she was a child, had changed the way she acted around him.

In the end, he could only nod his head and softly mutter, “I understand, my lady. I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” With that said, he turned around and left the office, closing the door behind him.

After she was left all alone in the room, Elysande slightly slouched down the leather chair and muttered under her breath, “Ever since that day, I’ve been finding it hard to trust others…”

Suddenly a voice sounded from the corner of the room!

“As you should.”

Elysande’s pupils constricted and she hurriedly grabbed the sword that was hidden underneath the table. Her countenance flashed with ruthlessness and she swung the weapon behind her.

CLANG!

Adam effortlessly grabbed the blade with his hand that had now transformed into Shadow Claws.

“Relax, it’s me.” Adam let go of the blade.

“You!” Elysande was shocked. “How did you get in?!”

Adam’s lips curled up into a smirk. “Don’t ask and I won’t tell.” With a light chuckle, he walked past the woman and sat at the table in a leisurely manner.

He unfastened the gourd hanging from his waist and started drinking as he admired the scenery outside the window. “Nice view.”

Meanwhile, Elysande was glancing at him like he was some ghost. How did he get inside?! No, more importantly, has he been inside my office all this time? I couldn’t sense his presence at all!

Until the raven-haired youth had spoken, she had no idea that there was someone else inside the room besides her. Realizing this, she couldn’t help but nervously gulp.

“Please sit down, Lady Flynn.” Adam gestured. “We have a lot to talk about.”

Elysande took a deep breath and calmed her emotions. She composed herself and took her seat at the table. “Why are you here, Magus Constantine?”

“Last night, I was attacked by two assassins,” he casually said.

“And what has that got to do with me?” Elysande asked flatly.

Adam’s eyes narrowed as he carefully observed the woman’s expression as well as her peripheral emotions.

“They came at me because I cured your father.”