🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Having finished reading the book, the baron still decided to visit the workers' guild and check the list of tasks (in case it had changed).

On his way to the workers' guild, Clematis Rogdan passed by the residential area and, near one of the houses, noticed Maydo, one of the heroes summoned the previous day. He was talking to someone.
— Thank you for helping me get home, Maydo. — The man, who was unfamiliar to the baron, thanked his companion in a friendly manner. — I don't even know what I would have done without you...
— No problem, and about this... — Maydo asked about the package that was now in his hands. — Are you sure I can keep these things?
— Ah... — The man sighed sadly. — Yes. They remind me too much of my dear, and I get upset every time I look at them. I would probably throw them away anyway, so it's better to give them to you.
— Oh, thank you, buddy, you're a lifesaver, they'll come in handy.
— Uh-huh. And listen... Do you really think I should get rid of Ruja? And what do you have against dogs...
— I have nothing against dogs, but think about it: they are called man's best friend, but is that really true? If it's your dog, you can kick it every day, and it won't do anything to you and will be happy with every piece of sausage, wagging its tail every time. Is that friendship? Dog owners don't need a friend, but a docile, living creature that you can do whatever you want with. Think back, when was the last time you seriously sacrificed your own interests for your pet? Hmm, can you remember anything? — The man didn't answer. — That's what I thought.
— Ah... — The man sighed heavily again. — First, I lost my wife, and now my dog... It's going to be very lonely.
— Don't worry, if anything, you always have someone to talk to. — Maydo smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder. — Well, go get some rest, you look like you haven't fully recovered yet.
— Okay, bye. Thanks for today.
When the man, who was unfamiliar to Rogdan, left, Maydo approached the leader of the griffons. — Oh, Rogdi, what are you doing here? Oh, wait a minute. — He walked around the corner and immediately changed into more appropriate clothes, hiding his rags back in the package he had received earlier. — So, how are you doing? — he asked, finishing changing.