Herbert followed Georg into the store. It was just a little corner shop. Not many people visited it. Herbert was always wondering how the store is financed because they never sold wares worth 5 Flex a day but he taught that asking would be rude.
"I am sorry but i can't teach you today because we have to work and learning today wouldn't change your test result tomorrow anyway." the grey men said.
Herbert nodded and asked "Do you know why the police activity has increased lately? I mean i normally see one police men every month but i saw more than 3 patrols this week and it is only Tuesday." "Well as far as i know there are mostly two reasons. The first one would be some rebels and the black-market in rainburg. I heard there was lot of activity in the last week and the government thinks that the rebels are planing some kind of "event" or something like that. And the second reason would be that there is a rumor about a magic-user that is spreading like wildfire"
"A-a magician??" Herbert interrupted Georg "That is not good! What if one of those really is nearby??" "Don't worry. First of all it´s a rumor and second the people you call "Those" are basically like you and me just with a little extra. They can use a little magic and sometimes they can just snip there fingers and the get a little flame" explained Georg. "Maybe but some can simply destroy a whole small town" came as verbal objection from Herbert.
"Yes maybe but if you are scared because of that then you would have to be afraid of all the high level politicians of the Dominion, they can theoretically let a small town disappear and you would hear not a thing about that. You should know there are always two sides of a medal so please see the world in more than one perspective before you judge a situation. There is a simple rule about what you should be afraid. If you can change something about it, you don't have to be afraid because you can do some about it and if you can't do anything about something you don't have to be afraid either because it's of no use. But let's get to work."
"It would be nice if you would look over the books, and there are some crates that need to get into the basement." said Georg. Herbert went to the stairs and tried to lift one of them. The emphasis is on tried. "What's in those crates? They are quite heavy!" He asked.
"Those are canned goods. An old friend of mine ordered them because she and friends of her are going on an expedition." George answered. "They ordered nearly 100 kg of canned food? How long do they plan to do the expedition?" Herbert asked and the only answer Georg gave was "I am now giving you a little lesson on how to behave at the front. You shouldn't ask your superiors to many questions." He sighed" I mean you can ask about things that you do not understand but the most officers don't appreciate it and it wouldn't be smart to get onto the wrong site of your superiors."
"Okay okay, i don't ask any more unnecessary questions." Herbert said and began carrying the crates down into the basement. As he came back up he got to the books. They was not much work to do but Georg wasn't really good at bookkeeping. After Herbert finished his work he told Georg good by and was on his way home.