Sylvester Archipelago Auto-translated

What if I had dealt a critical hit?

- I guess I'll sign up after all.

Oops, I miscalculated the damage for Odd and the Histheos.
Never mind. A difference of 10 units still doesn't matter in this situation.

The Boar was stronger.

-It seems we're done with them. It's a pity that it couldn't be avoided, but I'm grateful to you for saving me," Tiberius said, restoring mana from the bodies of the fallen Histheos. "I think it's better for us to leave here as soon as possible, just in case something else happens.

— Wow, you’re a mage! — Odd exclaimed. — I thought you were just an old man trying to make some extra money. Yes, we need to leave, but let’s grab the swords first. Our captain will pay a good price for them.

— Yeah, you meet all sorts of scum here. He acted like a coward and met his end. But if he had agreed to a fistfight, he would have only lost his sword.

► Let’s go to the ship first. The hero was heading there anyway.

- I don't have much of a choice. - The elf muttered with a hint of a smirk. He had lost even faster than he could have imagined.

I went to the gardens, if you need to know. But it doesn't really matter, I can go back to the ship.

Meanwhile, Tiberius also returned to his cabin, where he put away most of the things he had acquired the day before, and then headed to the Gardens of Atamus.

— Wow, you're a mage! — Odd exclaimed. — I thought you were just an old man trying to make some extra money. Yes, we need to leave, but let's grab the swords. Our captain can get a good price for them.

Tiberius handed Odd a healing potion.

Odd uses a healing potion.

— Thank you, Tiberius, this will come in handy. I should buy a few myself.

That's exactly where I was coming from.