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"Magic is freedom."
After these words, a heavy, rough, slightly salty, and draining sensation arose in Marey's throat. Those around him could see a painful flush appear on the pale face of the mage; he convulsively grabbed the edge of the table with his hand, and the tendons and veins on his dry wrist stood out like ropes. It seemed as if he was on the verge of a seizure or fainting, and for a moment, Marey truly felt as if his consciousness was plunging into the darkness of oblivion, and its weight was pressing down on him like a mass of water, about to completely crush his mind. But the sorcerer managed to overcome the moment of weakness. All the muscles in his body tensed for a moment; his body, which had already begun to lean back, suddenly jerked forward and shook in a fit of agonizing coughing.
“Allow me… allow me to clarify a couple of points,” Marey said to Astilbe, regaining his composure. “What will happen if I am subjected to exclusion, or if I cease to be a subject of the Empire? Is it even possible to remove the mark? And how can they determine whether my actions benefit or harm the Empire? Is there a possibility of a judicial error? Or are they judged by their motives?”
After these words, a heavy, rough, slightly salty, and draining sensation arose in Marey's throat. Those around him could see a painful flush appear on the pale face of the mage; he convulsively grabbed the edge of the table with his hand, and the tendons and veins on his dry wrist stood out like ropes. It seemed as if he was on the verge of a seizure or fainting, and for a moment, Marey truly felt as if his consciousness was plunging into the darkness of oblivion, and its weight was pressing down on him like a mass of water, about to completely crush his mind. But the sorcerer managed to overcome the moment of weakness. All the muscles in his body tensed for a moment; his body, which had already begun to lean back, suddenly jerked forward and shook in a fit of agonizing coughing.
“Allow me… allow me to clarify a couple of points,” Marey said to Astilbe, regaining his composure. “What will happen if I am subjected to exclusion, or if I cease to be a subject of the Empire? Is it even possible to remove the mark? And how can they determine whether my actions benefit or harm the Empire? Is there a possibility of a judicial error? Or are they judged by their motives?”