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"Ah, youth..." Veserod thought, watching Ilva leave.
Leaving the building and looking around, he was surprised to discover that it was a local church, which he hadn't visited even once in the past five years. That's why the interior seemed a bit strange to him for a library - in which, to be fair, he had also rarely been, except for a couple of times when Gungnir made him do it. After breathing in the dusty, book-filled air, he realized that he was much more tired from reading historical and religious literature than from hiking in the mountains. He sighed heavily and stretched, then headed home.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.