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-E-yeah, of course, I'll do it - Anders was a little embarrassed by Gerda's pragmatism - and, uh, do you want me to tell you how we and the guys fought with the dendroids in the forest?
-- Good morning, -- Alessia forced a smile in response. -- I'm afraid I don't have time. Is Lady Cecilia in her room?
- Heh, - the hunter just nodded and, rubbing his chin again, turned to something more pressing. - So... Did you hear what happened that day? When we went to the forest.
well, I'll go offer my help to someone else
Having made sure that his help was not needed in the church, Anselm went to training, deciding that he should learn to wear armor, so that the forest incident would not happen again.
Confidently getting to his feet, the young man quickly threw his travel cloak over his shoulders, hastily sewn by Ilva, and headed to the doctor's clinic.
— Good afternoon, Mr. Renold, — she greeted the visitor with dead fish eyes, — or rather, it was good until you appeared.
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-- Teacher, hello! -- Gulveig stood a little awkwardly with her bundle in her hands, blinking her eyes and thinking about what to say and how to help. -- Does it hurt? Badly?
Instinctively, the girl wanted to use "healing" to remove the negative effects, but, of course, it would be useless... By the way, why? Asking the teacher himself would be a little rude, perhaps, but Gulveig has long been concerned about the question of why neither ordinary healing of Arteria, nor even the priestess living next door, could help with this ailment.
-- I would like to help, -- she finally stammered.Probably, yes.