Book Eight: Chapter 128

“I prefer the term mythical beings.” Vincentius grinned. For just a moment, the mask slipped once more and Mike was able to see his face again. The smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. “But yes, this is our home. We care for the villagers below. The children are educated by Lady Charlotte. Lord Galahad helps manage the village as its long-time healer and leader. I act as their spiritual advisor, being a former man of the cloth.”

“How long ago was that?” asked Sulyvahn. “Ye seem like ye got an old look about ye.”

“Many, many centuries ago.”

“So you aren’t human.” This came from Sofia.

“I was born one, yes. But I am human no longer.” Vincentius sighed and sat back in his chair. “You see, becoming the Caretaker granted me powers and abilities beyond what a mortal should possess. I have changed.”

Mike squinted, forcing his eyes to remain on the man long enough to see his soul. Even in this state, he simply couldn’t concentrate long enough to make it happen. H