- So, it turns out that we did choose correctly after all. I believe in money, just as I believe in power, but especially in its extreme form, - he raises his hand, revealing a few centimeters of the blade of his bloodstained sword. - Throw a rich man, an aristocrat, and a peasant with a weapon into the desert; which of them will have more power over the others? Money is good as long as it can be used - until you encounter someone richer, or someone who simply doesn't care about it in this situation. A noble lineage matters if the common people recognize it, until you are betrayed or impaled. And only a blade, and a calloused hand that wields it, will always obey you without reservation, and no flashy, golden armor will save you when it finds the right opening. This method is more difficult, but also more reliable, - the blade is sheathed. - But it doesn't destroy. Spend some time in the pit, and you'll start to look at things from a different angle.
He rubbed his nose, which was just beginning to heal, and moved his neck, which caused a dull pain throughout his body.
- Maybe I really should visit Hige... If I can muster the courage to show up on his doorstep. Will you be around here in the near future?
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- You can't imagine how much they ripped me off at the Sugarian market.