Abasdarhon's Castle

— Well, I'll be very happy to accept these gifts! — Meilin sincerely thanked the alchemist from the bottom of her heart as she accepted all the gifts.
While the man continued to tell his story in the basement, and the collapsist listened, until she noticed some strange but curious boxes.
— And what is this? — standing at a safe distance, Meilin asked Brogrits, mentally ordering him to continue telling about his life and family after answering.

"It's a pity that the cult of Zholai is banned. With my talents, I could have been the best actor in the world, and then I definitely wouldn't suffer from melancholy. But these fools ruined everything again..."
I don't quite understand how feigning death works, but if it's somehow detected, it's better for Ellison to try to kill himself here and now while the soldiers are dealing with the ropes.
If this is an ultimate skill and you can successfully pretend to be dead ~indefinitely, then he pretends.

At least he didn't bury him alive.

—Very well. Although I'm a little tired from the road. —Felian also turned to the student, placing his hand on the table and, leaning on it, moved forward. —What about you?