Walker Of The Worlds

2786  Infiltrating And End Of An Inqusitor

Unlike the armored guards at the gates, the inquisitors were clad in flowing dark robes reinforced with potent enchantments, their very fabric whispering with restrained power. Each carried weapons steeped in the blood of countless enemies, their hilts worn smooth from relentless use.

Their faces were obscured by masks of etched metal, their hollow eyes seeming to peer into one's very soul. They did not move like men but like wraiths, gliding through the fortress with an air of silent menace with even their metal armors making no noise.

Lin Mu observed them intently as the clerk pressed deeper into the heart of the fortress, eventually halting before an immense barracks. It was one of the three largest structures within the stronghold, overshadowed only by the cathedral-like palace that loomed at the center of the Inquisition Fortress like a monolith of divine judgment. Towering walls enclosed the structure, their surfaces inscribed with wards of detection and suppression.

'That's where the letter is headed… and where the real trouble begins,' Lin Mu mused grimly.

"Letter for Inquisitor Bernard," the clerk announced, presenting the sealed missive to a stationed guard.

Lin Mu immediately noted the rigid discipline enforced within the fortress. Access was tightly controlled, movement restricted only to those with proper clearance. Even the clerks, who carried correspondence, were not permitted to step beyond designated areas without explicit permission.

Sensing the invisible threads of power that laced the barracks, Lin Mu grimaced. The entire structure was heavily warded; if he so much as exhaled a wisp of Qi, the fortress's detection arrays would pinpoint his exact location.