Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
— Yes, but whether it will just be a visit or not remains to be seen... — The Knight replied somewhat distantly, distracted by his troubling thoughts. — Well, Anselm, I am glad to have met you and I hope that you will be successful in the path you have chosen.
— Yes, but whether it will be just a visit or something more remains to be seen... — The knight replied somewhat distantly, distracted by his troubling thoughts. — Well, Anselm, I am glad we met, and I hope you will be successful in the path you have chosen.
— Likewise, — the young man replied. — Feel free to contact me if you need help.
- Oh, nothing much... - the hunter waved his hand, deciding not to burden Gregor with unnecessary negativity, but then still briefly recounted the events of this morning, omitting the harshest moments. - I'm clearly a fool myself, but I feel sorry for those kids. Don't even know who more.
- Likewise, - the young man replied. - Feel free to reach out if you need help.
Having made sure that his hands weren't needed at the church, Anselm headed into town to take a walk and think about what he might do. He knew there was a magic lesson today, but did he need it? So for now he just decided to stop by the workshop — perhaps something new had appeared there.
Gulveig, of course, hadn't expected such an answer and briefly froze herself. However, when Anselm said goodbye and left, she tried to recover.
-- Well then, Sir Teodahad, shall we continue? I offered you the market, but, you know, given your interest in books... Let's first drop by "The Truth". Let's see if anything new has arrived there.
There were no new items in the store, and Sabine had to apologize to the new visitor (which was rare) for the rather meager selection.
— I assume that the books on the shelves in your store don't stay there for long, and therefore I can only be happy for your success and the city residents' interest in reading. All the best.
Anselm finds Norbert packing his belongings. It seems he is preparing for a journey.
-- Yes, sir, -- said Gulveig as she left. -- A couple of months ago, there was a lot of stuff here, mostly of a geographical nature. About Regnleif, about Airisufir, about Shenghai, about the currencies of Visteria... By the way, the last book was written by one of our mentors, Victor Slimegate. He's a history professor, maybe you've heard of him. There was also a book about gladiators; to be honest, I have it in my bag right now, and I haven't read it yet.
-- How about we take a look at the baron's estate and meet him?
- Hello, Norbert. Are you leaving somewhere? - the young man asked, assuming that he was going to a neighboring town for new goods.
- Let's see... - Veserod grumbled, sincerely hoping that it was true.
He nodded towards the sign that Gregor was hammering in:
- Grandpa really took care of things. That's good...