Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

An empty head, just like an empty body, contributes to an empty soul. It's much better than suffering and torment.

—I don't feel like I've become more agile or resilient yet, but I definitely don't waste my punches. —wiping sweat from his forehead, Hargen assessed the training. —Thanks, Sig. Ah, it's time to check out the second day of the festival.

- Three Dark, - Voldemar hands over 5 coppers, takes a beer, and goes to the table where Arno and his "new acquaintance" are sitting.

Ottar could probably stab the creature with a knife, but... that's all. Its death from such a powerful blow was doubtful. The master didn't give a poison with an immediate effect!

– She lives alone, her house is arranged like any other healer's, – Ottar began to recall. – She has all sorts of herbs there, and she often mentions the earth in her speech. She's definitely not young. She prepares a decoction for the villagers, which can't be called a medicine, but it's better than nothing. She says that none of the villagers can explain where and how they caught the disease. This is close to the truth... One of the carpenter's apprentices said something meaningful. The others mostly advised to run...

It's all suspicious... What if... However, they will get to the bottom of it with Gas. The master has seen a lot in his life. He is much more experienced than Ottar. And smarter.

By the way, the poison used to cause paralysis, not death. But I don't remember exactly what.

By the way, how can I heal?

- Hmm, pain... - Cassius mumbled contentedly. - Thank you for the fights, gentlemen, but I've had enough for today.

Once again convinced of his own stamina, Aurelius thought about improving his strength and reflexes. Dragging out the fight is not always practical, even if it's painful.

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