🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Yes. - Shiki confirmed confidently. - This city will no longer be troubled by the evil deeds of this man. Your ninjutsu was very effective.
- It's a pity what happened to the Temple, but I suppose we had no choice, although next time I would like you to warn me in advance about such destructive tricks, Asmidul. - Gran's face darkens. - Besides... From now on, I advise you to stay away from representatives of my profession as much as possible - they may not be as tolerant as I am to... Your condition.

—Focus of the Darkshade Wizard. —rubbing the back of his head, Asmidul explains. —Although, in hindsight, I should have guessed that for him, neither zombies nor magic-incapable individuals, nor even the Temple itself, matter. If we had someone ignorant with us now, it would be hard to find a better example of collateral damage than the current situation.

—Forgive me, Holy Father. In the first case, I didn't think it through, and in the second... I didn't want to mislead you with evil motives. As you may have seen with our king, sometimes life takes us hostage to circumstances, and all that remains is to give up and abandon what is dear to our hearts, or to grit our teeth and continue to fight, if not for ourselves, then for those around us who do not deserve such a fate. And thank you for everything. I will take your advice to heart.

Finding a piece of scorched fabric, the scholar hastily patches up the cracked bridge of his glasses and finally surveys the ruins.
—What about the safe? Can we open it, or at worst, drag it to headquarters?