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"Is there any meaning in the thoughts of our Deus?" – pondered Rezara, watching as the knights bribed by the capital beat up anyone who displeased them. – "Lester and his comrades simply showered everyone with gold and will now gracefully claim victory. I already feel sorry for Albus's knights."
– While we're still waiting and hoping that we won't be encircled, perhaps you could answer what you're doing here? – Rezara addressed Lorican and Gingkink in a grumpy, grandfatherly whisper. – I'm soul and body for Swordgard, but there's neither honor nor glory here. Deus's knights will just swarm us as soon as they're done with Albus. And we have nothing to take down the pegasi... oh great Deuses of the past, who allowed them to hover in the air!
And the knights of Ravnland are nowhere to be seen... What a surprising coincidence.
- Refusal would have damaged the prestige of the Homeland. - The burly one replied. The one-eyed man silently nodded.