Abasdarhon's Castle

Ah, yes, I missed the link to the shop again due to inattention; mangoes and papayas distracted me... If possible, I'll buy a pear and eat it before the quest, in addition to drinking two potions.

Maylin wanted to express her sympathy to the monastery, but Cezan, who interrupted the conversation, deprived her of this opportunity. So, she rolled her eyes in sync with Izemberta. However, she did it subtly and not as demonstratively as the curious interlocutor.
—It's a pity that this happened," noted the collpsist. "It's so offensive and unpleasant when other followers of a particular magical school suffer because of some mentally unstable individuals. By the same logic, for example, we should also "look askance" at all masters of archery, because now the Lafirians, most of whom are archers, are committing no less atrocities! But no one does that...
So, what's the deal with the knowledge? What is this blood magic, because I don't quite understand. And I'm mentally checking her real involvement in the incident at the monastery.

—By the way, I will probably support my companion," Maylin added immediately. "In reality, it's better to have excellent external data, a broad outlook, and be interested in some scientific field or at least something useful. Because otherwise, a person risks becoming a prisoner of their lowest desires and only thinks about getting or giving someone their seed. Is that what you meant, Cezan?

- Okay, then I won't waste time. Tarleon went to get the demon's corpse and brought it to the camp.

- Ahem, ahem," Quint coughed, interrupting this touching scene. "For you, of course, it's over. But for the kidnapper, it's not over yet. He is now in exactly the same unenviable position - sitting, tied up, in the basement. Do you want to have some fun with him, Bethor?