United Kingdoms

And what about them? Don't they file complaints against thieves?...

Maybe he just didn't like Ronard...

-Not at all. I only recently arrived in the city and want to find a place for myself here. I hoped that maybe you would have some work available.

- Do you want to stand guard for sixteen hours and go on patrols?

Helmut rushed over to Vigg, clamped his mouth shut, and pulled him back a couple of steps along the already traversed stretch of land, behind the nearest tree.
- Khuliy! - He signaled to the fighter to help free his comrade from the trap. - Mek, look! Gale, keep watch!
Trying to do all this as quickly as possible, he continuously glanced around, his gaze sweeping across the gnarled trunks and clawed branches, expecting an attack or some unidentified movement at any moment.

Khuliy helps his comrade free his leg from the closing snare.
- The wound is not very serious, - the healer briefly examined Vigg and gave his verdict, - I stopped the bleeding, but it would be good to treat and stitch it up soon so as not to cause an infection.
Vigg's speed has been reduced to 1.
A group of unknown individuals tries to organize a covert attack on the squad, but Gale detects them prematurely and informs his comrades.

- Surrender, - one of them shouted when the ambush failed, - and maybe you will still leave here alive.

He tries unobtrusively to join one or another group of high-ranking people, while trying not to offend their feelings of aesthetics and ethics - that is, the main thing is not to impose himself. Mirna is with him and also tries to help him guess the mood of the person.

During their stay at this meeting, Lex and Mirna had the opportunity to exchange words with Eric Grimm, son of Girion Grimm. The first thing that caught the eye was his appearance and choice of clothing, which differed greatly from what all the other guests were wearing.

He looked very impressive and gave the impression of a man accustomed to training and battles, rather than luxury and banquets. Some guests looked at him with contempt, others with indignation, and still others with interest. He himself communicated more with members of the order than with other aristocrats.

Heroist-What horror! Enough! Not another word! Delos, we need to call the guard or take this man to the place of detention ourselves, and immediately notify the inquisitors about his terrible deeds in order to conduct a sacred trial. And let this heretical filth remain as evidence for them," he nodded towards the book, "and shut his mouth so that no more vile words come out of it!

The historian did not resist arrest any more than necessary, but he still didn't stop talking.
- And I will roll up the Instructor into a croissant and stick him in, - throughout this time, the writer continued to talk like this and stopped only when they stuffed a gag in his mouth.
After that, he was escorted to a special prison cell on the lower levels of the building adjacent to the church.
- This is a very serious crime, - Mirina said heavily, remaining alone with Ahelsiy after everything that had happened, - we will have to hand this person over to the Inquisition.
Then she suggested that the clergyman take the next day off to rest after everything that had happened.