Midnight Chronicles Page #4

If you are on the missing money

or that only you knew

the exact time of arrival of caravans,

I'm afraid you have already calculated.

I'll pay for everything. But

I have a suggestion.

In exchange for the safety of my family.

Families traitors are sent to the hill.

This is a death sentence.

When the power does not remain, they die.

There are a few things. The secret!

You get it, if

smilueshsya of my family.

Why does your secret so expensive?

Because you are in danger.

And what if the meeting

with the Legate of this bad?

He asked me to gather the townspeople

Dolanu and help to build the temple.

If you need to let work to death.

Dead unlikely

will be able to pay taxes.

This Legate, Meg Kiln differs

from those who came before.

He asks questions

on the other. On the past.

The architect said it

no ordinary priest.

Never mind. How long it

here not last.

Like the rest.

Like all the previous ones

it will destroy the city.

Qualitatively. The work of elves.

I know how to look

elven arrows. What else?

Here is a great place to

order to arrange the ambush.

These thieves know where to go.

Monster was here, I feel.

Soon he will be roasted monster.

While there will be this Legate,

We must get rid

from nizkopoklonnichestva

and give promise of the tower

ever to keep her faithful.

Nizkopoklonnichestvo - you know.

Not smey, Krolis.

I am concerned only one.

A small link in the chain

our devotion to the tower.

Elven knife?

Sure. Everyone knows that

Hunter brought elves.

And he - trickster, capable of

the most heinous acts.

The best is - it is

block the way to the city.

Check whether all know

of the hunter.

I think I am in the tavern

properly explained to them all.

Where are you going?

Tavern at the wrong side.

Excellent, Gaelen.

I do not remember how many times I

had to raise the shield.

How many more times you have to fall?

What's the matter, Gaelen? As a girl?

Innocent.

What are you talking about.

You gave the tithe?

Yes.

And?

Dad, in an area of

Blekuire I saw Iana.

Her hanged?

No, it was in the crowd.

I knew that the cause of the girl.

So, my baby

Iana returned.

She always liked me.

Thorns and roses, a deadly mixture.

It is on the side of the hunter.

I am glad to hear that. Morrec --

a great guy.

It does not matter.

Morrec needs good people.

You're a good man, son.

In your blood flowing Erenlend.

- Are you strong.

- So what? I go?

Leave a blind father

and engage in the farm?

You will die of hunger

earlier than the cows.

Shadow took away my eyes,

Gaelen, but not the heart.

Do not take it.

That is what he wants.

That he needs.

How do you know?

I know that you do not want to stay

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