- That's right.
- Actually, I wanted to ask about the basement where that gang, with the abomination at its head, was carrying out their dark deeds. Now that the witch and her house are, so to speak, mine, maybe I can take the basement too? It's just sitting there, useless to anyone...
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What if...
- I just had an idea... – Ottar suddenly perked up. – Just a moment, master. I'll go talk to our friend.
The Bloodsucker went outside, where his partner was supposed to be waiting for him.
- So, I talked to one of the smartest people in the capital, – Ottar announced happily. – Twenty silver coins? It's all yours. And I'll just take a small amount for medicinal purposes. You won't get a better offer today.
And you won't get one tomorrow either. To split the profit of twenty, you'd have to sell it for forty, and that's just a fairy tale.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers