Passing through the caravan, I saw the surviving merchants checking their goods and saying something, the carriages had not yet moved, which meant that Oteu and the owner of the caravan were most likely discussing something, I didn't know if one of the robbers was alive.
Catching the different views of the merchants, I just shook my head, for them the caravan guards did their job poorly, I saw it in their eyes and faces.
Someone was already trying to share the goods of the dead merchants, hearing the voices, I recognized one of those who said it was Oteu, which I was looking for.
I did not recognize the second voice, but most likely it was one of the merchants who wanted to take someone's goods for himself.
The closer I got, the better I heard the voices, they were not discussing the product, but something else.
- You had to repel the attack of these robbers! What are you being paid for?! - Shouted an angry merchant standing in front of Oteu.
Looking at the merchant, he was a light elf, dressed in luxurious clothes, a blue shirt, I noticed the precious stones that adorned it and shimmered in the light, and black pants with crystals inserted in the belt were also visible.
His hair was not the usual, the sides were short-haired, but the center was long to the neck, without seeing his weapon, I assumed that he was hiding in his carriage during the attack.
- We repelled the attack of the robbers, it does not happen that there were no casualties from the caravans, we are not omnipotent. - Oteu answered in a tired voice, pressing his right hand to the left side of the waist, on which blood was visible.
The head of the guard was tired from the battle, while Keirin and Fel fought against that huge bandit, he had to hold back the others. And this conversation was unpleasant for him, since this merchant belittled the victims of the caravan guard.
- But at what cost? Two of my friends died in the attack! - The merchant continued to pour out his anger.
Oteu could only listen to the scolding and indignation from this merchant, he was used to such an attitude from the merchants.
When someone is going through a situation on the verge of life and possible death, fears appear and when the threat has passed they need to be given a splash otherwise they will find someone else.
- We did everything we could, when you go to other cities not through portals, you all know that attacks are possible both from monsters and from different gangs. - Addressing all the Oteu merchant who stood next to the light elf.
As someone who lived within the walls of a castle, I knew nothing of how and why merchants did not pass through portals that were safe.
For them, but on the faces of the merchants, I noticed how their faces change; they could not dispute the words spoken by the head of the caravan guard.
- If that's all, then let me go to the carriage and get myself ready for another attack. - Addressing the merchants, Oteu spoke in a low voice.
Watching the merchants reluctantly begin to disperse to their carriages, Oteu grunted, nothing changes, turned around and went to his carriage.
Seeing that the conflict between the merchants and the chief of security was resolved, and the fact that Oteu calmly walked towards his carriage confirmed my thoughts that he was used to this.
Both merchants and carriage drivers looked at me; in their eyes, I saw that many did not calm down and wanted to take out their anger on someone.
Deciding that it was better to talk to the head of security in the carriage without prying eyes, I followed him.
He used to stop and talk about something with merchants or cabbies, several corpses were visible. The merchants who lay along the road had their bodies covered with a cloth, preventing the sun's rays from touching the bodies and hiding them from birds and prying eyes.
Approaching his carriage, Oteu looked around and saw me frowning, but opening the door to his carriage and entering it, he left it open, showing that he allowed me to enter.
Entering the carriages and closing the door behind her, she was the same, except that some of the weapons that adorned the wall had disappeared and some were covered in blood.
The head of security was sitting at the table, using some kind of ointment, he ran his hand over his wounds, sometimes biting his lips and clenching his fist with his other hand.
Sitting next to him was a dark elf whom I had seen before in the battle with that robber, but when we were here last time he was not there. Is it possible that he was Fael's friend that she talked about?
- Why are you standing sit down or are you pinned to look at me? - Oteu said angrily looking at me.
I saw that he was trying in every possible way to restrain his screams when he was treating his wounds, looking at the dark elf, I did not notice that he was wounded somewhere, he also looked at me, observing interest in his eyes.
Approaching the table and sitting opposite Oteu, who stopped treating his wounds and carefully examined me.
- We owe you for that black dome? - asked Oteu between words treating wounds
I nodded at his question, there was no reason to hide it, he knew that I had dark magic.
- Then thank you, when we get to town I'll have a mug of good liquor. - For the first time Oteu said smiling.
Oteu, carefully examined the half-elf in front of him, if he was once told that he would meet with the one with the disappeared magic and he would help him, he would have laughed.
But now he was not laughing, he partially saw the battle of the girls and when Trey came he felt the desire to fight and strength appeared in him when he thought that he had already exhausted himself.
- This is what I want to talk about Oteu, what do you know about this gang? - I asked.
I had no desire to make small talk with him, that might offend him, so I decided to jump straight to the reason why I came.
- What are you interested in? - Carefully asked Oteu in his voice, notes of suspicion could be heard.
Listening to the question of the half-elf, Otaeu knew nothing about him except that he was a stufon of one of the academies and that he was accompanied by an equally strange light elf. Therefore, his interest in this gang began to provoke suspicion.
- All that is known and most importantly, do you think they have a task? - I asked with a slight smile looking into Oteu's eyes.
I saw how my question made the pupils dilate and how the face of the head of security, but after a couple of seconds he overcame his emotions.
- According to the robbers who surrendered, they live in the forest, you have already killed their leader, the rest of the handful are in their camp, there are at least twenty of them. - Thoughtfully he said, he tried to see the changes in my face.
Trying to remember all the details that the prisoners told him, Oteu told me everything, nodding at his words, sometimes asking to clarify this or that question.
- As for the task, according to those who surrendered, they really have tasks of rank A. - Oteu said sometimes wincing from the fact that the ointment began to heat up on the wounds and cauterize them.
Thinking about the words and the number of the remaining robbers, I frowned, perhaps my plan cannot be realized, such a thought appeared.
But shaking my head, I had the confidence that Keirin and I could handle it if we gave it our all, but I would need someone to take us there.
- You said that there are those who surrendered, what will happen to them? - I asked, tapping my fingers on the table.
Naur, who was sitting at the table and listening to the conversation between the chief of security and this half-elf, felt that he was superfluous here. He did not forget that black dome that surrounded the caravan and how he felt his life force trying to leave him and go to this dome.
Naur did not see anything wrong with this half-elf, but there was a thought that throbbed in his head not to disturb this half-elf.
- They will be executed when we arrive in the city. - Oteu answered intently looking at me.
Trying to hide the smile on my face, I began to come up with a plan in which I will achieve everything that I had planned.
- Can you give me the task of destroying this gang? - I asked smiling.
It seemed to Nauru that he misheard this half-elf wants to go alone against the camp in which the robbers were sitting.
Turning his gaze to the head of security, who saw where the conversation was going, he sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair through the pain from the wounds and ointment without taking his eyes off the half-elf. The dark elf expected that Otaeu would refuse the half-elf.