Chapter 27
Turns out, Derrick was one of those few commoners who had a large magic capacity. Most who were lucky enough to have magic were like Hal, with just enough to do simple spells. The few who had even more magical capacity than Derrick were recruited by the various magical academies and often worked for the government or the nobility, or in other words, not our neck of town. Derrick was lucky to fly under the radar, for the most part.
But his recent uptick in the quality of his work had garnered the attention he had avoided.
Which meant we got a pair of rather fancy, official looking folk walking into our inn on the third day of his stay looking for him. On seeing his injury, they asked if they could see it in hopes of helping, saying things such as their being rumors of a war in the air and needing as many high quality smiths as they could get. And, of course, money. There would be money involved. And, really, Derrick had no reason to say no.