I walked serenely through the evening settlement, curiously observing the merry peasants. Suddenly, someone tugged at my sleeve. I turned around—it was the owner of the shop where I had bought my clothes.
- Sir, you forgot this here, - and the merchant handed me a glowing communication amulet, - It is saying something; take it quickly. I am an honest merchant, I want no trouble.
- Thank you, kind man. Here, take this for your efforts (handed him a silver coin). And let no one know about this amulet.
- What amulet? - the trader smiled cunningly. - I know of no amulets.
Using the magical threads that link the amulets, I was able to find Ada without any trouble (indeed, who else in this village could have such an amulet?). She was standing at the edge of the village, watching a departing tree. I rubbed my eyes; the tree continued to walk.
Demons know why! I don't even smoke! What an atmosphere in this village.