[Funkduder]

"First, what's a tracker spell?" Unfortunately for Jeremiah, the Gott-Oswald family was a strongly conservative group and although, he had nothing against magic, Jeremiah was also kept in the dark about it.
"Second, I'm a very controversial... member of society. Remember when you asked what in the world explosives would be used for? It's that very question that's been dividing the country for years," Jeremiah said nonchalantly. "Many people in the upper and lower social-economic classes often use my wears for extremely dangerous and sometimes immoral purposes. High class bombs can be used for leveling walls and armies, while even the smallest explosive can cause enough distraction to make subtleties obsolete. The majority of middle class merchants and peace-loving philosophers hate me for making them, but how else would I get by?"
Finishing the toast and sausage, he took a sip of orange juice and continued.
"So far, Meizu, there's probably two possibilities that I've come up with: either this guy has an independent motive, and targeted me because of my place in society, or it's a merchant/philosopher who's gone mad enough to actually kill me in an innocent way." Letting the words sink in, he started eating the eggs.