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— So, you’re a bit slow on the uptake, are you? — Raimar grabbed the explanation that Rumke had written earlier and, without reading it, tore it into small pieces. — This isn’t your first crime in this city, and I have enough evidence to lock you up. This idiot, — the head of the guard turned Haimar’s head in his hands, and then threw it to Rumke. — I have no idea who he is; I’m not interested in dead people. But it’s funny, just a couple of hours ago, he was drinking with me in a small group. He was a friend of one of the wizards from the Academy. Understand? Who would believe your words if the head of the city guard and a master from the Academy vouch for the deceased? Do you think that won’t be enough? And what about this? — Raimar pointed to a ring lying on the table. — A personal item of the man who died a few days ago. A very rich man, I might add. It could be that he was actually murdered and didn’t die in an accidental incident? Oh, you say you found it on the body of the frozen bastard? Well, my people’s report will say something different. — The head of the guard approached the wizard from behind and put his hands on his shoulders. — Understand the situation you’re in, Duke. You have two choices: rot in prison or become my little dog.
— It belonged to the murdered rich man, and I dealt with his murderer. At the same time, your word matters, so why wouldn’t you help me? Just say that I investigated the case at your personal request. You found the stolen goods, the criminal was punished, and a person you trust serves in the city guard. I will definitely repay you for the effort. Of course, you can say something else. In this case, you will again have the ring and the criminal, but you won’t have a trusted person. I am ready to accept your offer of cooperation.
Rum Kon did not forget either his refined manners or his pleasant smile. A friendly look was directed at his interlocutor, and his voice did not tremble.