e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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After the battle, Cassius and Amalia head back to the castle. Tomorrow, Amalia will begin training with the healer and continue her training sessions, spending half a day on one and half a day on the other. The Knight intended to do the same, but in his case, it would be training and duels.
- I see. And what about these... smoke bombs, fire bombs, and potions? Do you make those yourself too? Can you teach me how to make them?
Their plans were not meant to come true – the constable, like most others that day, was shirking his duties at the church.
-- Yes, and yes.
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).
-- May I?.. I didn't dare anger the master...
Ottar was deep in thought again. And there was a lot to think about... The idea of selling the item on the black market sounded much better, but that would have to wait until tomorrow... Today, he could only go to the Castle under the pretext of visiting the constable and, at the same time, try to find the right Knight. He could also ask the Master if he happened to have any human blood stored in the secret alchemical cellars... but that was highly unlikely. The Master might have already guessed everything from the incident with the heart, or he might not. The limits of his friendliness didn't seem endless.
– Tell me about this Knight, Master, – Ottar asked. – Is he a follower of the Void, or just a collector?
A few days ago, the Blooddrinker could still satisfy his thirst relatively easily, but now a streak of bad luck had begun... But at least he had money. It seemed that everything couldn't happen at once. Who would doubt that.
Suddenly, an old medal appeared before his eyes. A spark of something familiar, something close, pierced the ghostly aura. He realized that he had lingered too long, that he had been playing the silent messenger of the Void for too long. It was time to put an end to this.
- Sure, - Cassius looked around. - There's not much else to do. I'll go wait for you outside.
As they say, it doesn't hurt to try. You can try your luck with this Knight.
- Thank you, Master, - Ottar nodded. - But if he's a Wanderer, will I definitely be able to find him in the Castle today?
And how do they all fit into one single "sacred" place... there are thousands of Wanderers in the capital. Is there a multi-level Dungeon hidden there?
- Well, thank you for the answers. As soon as I decide where to spend my limited budget first, I'll be back.
Voldemar decided to visit the Burgomaster.