Knights of Tezoth

When the gloomy celestial knight withdrew, Alsira pondered something for a brief moment.
— ..I hope my new companion doesn't plan on becoming the new queen of Tezoth?..

- Hehehe, don't you think, my lady, that I would handle that role better?

— Such a bold thought never crossed my mind. And what would you do on the throne of a human realm?

- Hmhmhmhm... For starters, I'd organize this little... bu-gurt of yours, but on a regional scale, so that absolutely everyone gets involved!

— Is that so? The innovators of the alliance would surely find your ideas. Though I wonder how you yourself would avoid getting caught up in a general bu-gurt... And what would you do after this grand event concludes?

- Nothing. - Luciferia spread her hands. - Let the little people rebuild their cities, spawn a new generation, let them get used to peace, teach them to enjoy life and dream... And then repeat the bu-gurt all over again. That's the whole beauty of war, don't you think?

I was thinking, maybe going to Ikazkan for a year or two to fix up my health isn't the worst idea

a man born in Margel

- My lord? - The lord was somewhat surprised and slightly disheartened by such a title, but chose not to dwell on it, chalking the slip up to the knight's fatigue. - I think you can simply state the essence of your business and discuss it with him as is.

Thanking the portly man, Orvald and Gustav headed toward the sun-worshipper.

- Greetings, your grace, - the knight began. - Allow me to introduce myself: Orvald de Martelam of Flavers, and this is my loyal blacksmith, Gustav, - the mustachioed servant responded with a silent bow. - I don't wish to beat around the bush or waste your time, so I'll speak plainly. I have spent a great deal of time searching for rare metals and so far they have not been crowned with success. However, I have heard that you might be able to help with this matter. Perhaps we could come to an arrangement, if this information proves true.

- What a pity, my lord Orvald! My destined knight failed to demonstrate his skill at Deus's festivities, and I did entertain a certain possibility - that some other warrior might step forward to perform before the many eyes under the banner of our beloved Aconia, but all those events are now behind us!

country folk usually don't talk like that

- I doubt I would have managed to glorify Aconia and present her worthily in all her majesty, given that none of the trials I undertook ended in triumph, - Orvald replied modestly, respecting the lord's faith and keeping silent about the fact that his superior might have objected to such a gesture. - And it is a shame that your knight was unable to take part in the duels. I am certain he would have proven himself a valiant and skilled warrior.

- Mwahaha, there is no cause for concern for my lord's heart! Eigen, my friend and dear knight, will still have his chance to prove himself, of that I have not the slightest doubt! As for the coveted metals - the moment of this day has already passed, but come next summer I may find myself with an unexpected surplus - I propose we continue this conversation in the season when Aconia warms us the most!

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