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“Can’t they understand anything?” the mage smirked to himself. “Alright, let everything that’s happening be a surprise for them.”

“What should we do now?” the mage asked, a question that worried him the most, addressing the stranger.

Nergui was greatly surprised to find herself not in a dungeon, the underworld, or, God forbid, among the unwilling concubines of Vaironis. Instead, she saw a rather cozy house. The other warrior's companions were also here, with the exception of the first guardian, Andy, who had fled, and Mark and Richard, who had died.
The owner of the house, sitting near the fireplace, had undoubtedly been through many battles. And he clearly couldn't have carried the wounded alone. The conclusion was obvious: the group was saved by someone from the rebels. Someone who had been following the course of the battle but did not intervene until it was over. But who wanted to save the leaderless squad. And only one name came to Nergui's mind - Jonas Schneider.

– And, wait, does he still have fangs? – Torvar wondered.

--Let's check it out now.

You shouldn't have left your sword behind. Maybe it would have helped us. I would have taken one myself, but I have spears that need to be thrown.

Lugus saw his comrades die, so he was very surprised to see them alive. Although he was also surprised that he himself had survived. The free inhabitant didn't understand how this had happened, but he didn't want to figure it out right now, so he just lay there and looked at the ceiling, watching the fragments of the battle that were still flashing before his eyes.

My lips tightened into a thin line. "Because Watchers shouldn't torment people." Wrapping myself tighter in the folds of my cloak and pulling the hood low over my head, I did the same with Brunhilda and, taking her hand, cautiously but quickly moved towards the stables, trying not to break the rhythm of the crowd's movement. From time to time, I joined in with her slogans, but I didn't stop moving. What happened? Is that Theodore? Why isn't the Grand Master intervening? Perhaps I would try to find out more, but I was horrified at the thought of leaving the girl alone in this chaos. I have no choice but to stick to the plan prepared for me by the Emperor and pray.

The man listened attentively to the Watchers, observing each of them with discernment. "Indeed," he replied, "it was I who treated your wounds and patched you up to the best of my medical abilities. Perhaps I should apologize, as I observed this bloody battle from the very beginning and dared not intervene. I understand that you had no choice, but there is a reason why the people of this land have not yet overthrown the tyrant. I believe you already understand why. This man cannot be defeated in a fair fight. You cannot imagine how frightened the local population is. I had to spend a considerable amount of time just to convince the peasants to bring you here." The man turned his gaze away from the wounded. "But enough about that. This country needs healing, but there are things that have a much higher priority and require a faster response. Vaironis killed the imperial emissary who came to ask for the return of 'Serenity.' The old man will not let this go unpunished. I don't think he cares about the sword, but he has always taken the deaths of his subjects very seriously. Therefore, we need to..." Suddenly, something occurred to the man. "Please forgive me; I have forgotten my manners due to all these problems. I used to be the first Watcher of the Order of the Black Lion; my name is Jonas Schneider. Pleased to meet you."

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"Just don't use your hands!" shouted the tavern owner. The two Watchers, however, had already had time to see that he had no fangs, nor a couple of other teeth. "Good! Take your order and get out!"

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Fortunately for Ferus, Brunhilda turned out to be a very intelligent girl and quickly understood what was going on. She walked silently beside him and did not ask any questions, although she undoubtedly still had many. Near the stables, the imperial emissary was able to see his own steed, which the stableman had given him at headquarters. It was healthy, fresh, and well-fed. It seemed that the horses were treated much better than the stable owner and the other merchants in the city. The boisterous crowd was left behind, but Ferus was not alone in the stalls. A crooked little man in a gray cloak, surrounded by three thugs, was busy with something here. "Hey, I know you," said the Watcher. Ferus could say the same about him; they had met several times at headquarters before, but they had never spoken. "Where are you headed, brother?"

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The priestess's hand seemed tiny compared to the hermit's palm.
— Of course, let's go! — said David, and then added in a voice that did not allow for disagreement, — you'll tell me about yourself on the way; I'm interested in everything.

The priestess blushed. "I have nothing to tell. I was just a simple village girl until Elysee descended from the heavens and bestowed her teachings upon me.

“Greetings, ‘brother,’” I said with a smile. “You know where we’re going – to headquarters. Everything is according to plan. And it seems you’ve finally started taking action.” I tried to sound confident, as if I were also involved. Although this would only make sense if the conspirators knew only the minimum information necessary to complete their tasks, in case they were captured and interrogated.

- Are you missing the party? - the warden asked, looking disapprovingly at Ferrus. - It's your business. However, since you're returning to headquarters, you might still have a chance to have some fun when Theodore defeats the old grumps and takes the position of master. There will definitely be some wild parties then! Alright, good luck there.

- Thank you, although I don't think it will be needed, - I laughed, vowing to myself to give him a piece of my mind later. I led my horse out, helped Brunhilda onto the front, and sat behind her, turning off the road at the first opportunity. I felt a lump in my throat thinking about my betrayed comrades in the order, as well as worrying about my wife, but there was nothing I could do about it here. If things are so bad with the Watchers, I won't be able to do anything there alone, without support. As for Hedwig, she is just as much an emissary as I am, and besides, she is protected by the God-Emperor. She can take care of herself. Now, all that remains is to focus on the current task, leaving the order's affairs for later, unless the Emperor assigns me another mission. So, trying to remember the map of the kingdoms, I headed towards the border of Hellikgate.

The priestess blushed. - I have nothing to tell. I was just a simple village girl until Elysea descended from the heavens and bestowed her teachings upon me.

— I'm not from a noble family either, — David encouraged the girl. — So, you're local, from Lifefrut. And how long have you been healing people? You made an impression on me; I think you have great talent.

The priestess placed her index finger on David’s hands and whispered, “we have arrived.” The Koranian saw an unusual procession: about a dozen peasants held hands and danced in a circle around the winged woman standing in the center. They sang songs in a language unknown to the observer, and although the words could not be understood, the meaning remained clear – they were praising the woman in the center. After some time, the peasants began to approach her. She embraced them, after which each of them… turned to dust and scattered over the ground. David realized that he couldn't move or take his eyes off the woman who was called Elizea.

- Just don't use your hands! - the tavern owner exclaimed. The two guards had already managed to confirm that he didn't have any tusks, or even a couple of other teeth. - Good! Take your order and get out of here!

--Alright, buddy. But just so you know, we'll be keeping an eye on you, -- Thorvar said, calming down. Then he took the order and went to check on David, and whether he was having more success. It seems Sirkhan followed him.

The man listened intently to the guards, observing each of them carefully. - That's right, - he replied, - I treated your wounds and patched you up to the best of my medical abilities. Perhaps I should apologize, as I watched this bloody battle from the very beginning and dared not intervene. I understand you had no choice, but there's a reason why the people of this country haven't overthrown the tyrant yet. I think you already understand why. This man cannot be fought in a fair fight. You can't imagine how frightened the local population is. I had to spend a considerable amount of time just convincing the peasants to bring you here. - The man looked away from the wounded. - But enough about that. This country needs healing, but there are things that are a much higher priority and require a faster response. Vaironis killed the imperial emissary who came to ask for the return of "Serenity." The old man won't let that go unpunished. I don't think he cares about the sword, but he has always taken the deaths of his subjects very seriously. Therefore, we need to... - Suddenly, something occurred to the man. - Please forgive me, I've been so preoccupied with all these problems that I completely forgot my manners. I used to be the first guard of the Order of the Black Lion; my name is Jonas Schneider. Pleased to meet you.

Joseph's face clearly showed confusion and apprehension. Perhaps this man had saved him and his companions, but Richard and Hartmann, who knew Jonas perhaps better than anyone, considered him the murderer of the emissary, harboring some terrible plan. Could they both be wrong? After such a brutal death, he somehow wanted to unconditionally trust all their judgments and words.
- Thank you for saving us, - Joseph thanked him and introduced himself. - I'm Joseph. I'm afraid we don't have as much information about the current situation here as we would like. Can you tell us about the activities of the murdered emissary in Vaironis and the circumstances of his death? And what exactly makes "Serenity" so dangerous in the king's hands?