Welcome to the Golem Mayhem (11)

“Pardon?”

It seems my intellectual answer had left them dumbfounded. After repeating a string of curses in my head about ten times, I forced a smile.

“I'm sorry. I was thinking things over and let an expression from my homeland slip out. It was a slip of the tongue, so would you let it pass?”

“Ah, of course. Your pronunciation was so fluent that I forgot you were a foreigner.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“Much obliged, rehu.” The Mages' Guild representative said that, then kept looking at me.

What the fuck are you staring at? I told you, I don't know.

“As I said, I know almost nothing about how things have unfolded here. And I apologize for answering your question with a question, but I don't understand why you think golems and the black mage are connected.”

It was true that black magic and earth golems were a good match.

Magically speaking, ‘earth’ was a rare material that symbolized both the birth and death of life. There was even the expression ‘even white bones turn to dust.’...