Divine Journey

Daar abruptly stood up and looked at the man sitting nearby with interest.
- All I want is to gather a group and quickly leave this boring village. Are you with me?

- In terms of life experience, - Mathias replied, calming down a little, - there's nothing knightly about it, but I don't eat children for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. And your second point is incorrect - he wasn't given the opportunity to show more aggression.
- Ah yes, now you owe me 40 coins, - Coldreyn winked.

- And why do you consider this "village" boring? - Fang asked Daar. - As far as I know, travelers gather here for a reason. For example, I am interested in the ruins on the outskirts of the village. Have you been there?
After asking the elf, the celestial being turned to Mathias again:
- Yes, I think that would be fair.
Fang took 40 coins out of his wallet and gave them to the mercenary.
- By the way, Mathias, I couldn't see clearly during the fight: was your armor pierced, or did you just stumble from the force of the blow? If the first option is correct, let me examine your wounds.