She didn't know what he knew, so she didn't plan to give out more than was necessary.
— Test yourself? You understand that the robbers will not spare him if he attacks their camp and his test ends, that he will die in vain. — Said the captain, trying to catch the eye of the dark elf, who only laughed at his words.
For him, the words of the professor were savagery, as a guard he had to participate in repelling the attacks of both monsters and robbers.
But for a stufon who studied at the academy and after graduating from the academy, doors were opened in any empires and kingdoms for positions that he, as a guard, did not dare to dream of.
- You probably think that he is an overly proud half-elf who does not understand why he was given life? - Ni'lim asked in a cheerful voice while listening to ballads humming on the street.
The captain frowned at her question and didn't want to admit that she was right about his thoughts.
- You think since he is a stufon, then a lot is available to him, and in part you will be right, but he is a half-elf and, as far as I know, does not have any support. - Continuing to speak Ni'lim, not paying attention to whether the captain is listening to her.
He heard a note of concern in the voice of the dark elf, but thinking that it seemed to him, he continued to listen to what Ni'lim wanted to tell him.
- Although he has talent, what does this talent mean if it is not developed? Academies try not to endanger their stufons by nurturing them, they do not feel when and where their forces are not enough to retreat. - Thoughtfully looking at the guards.
Unlike those who accompanied her, she saw well in the dark and saw how some guards nodded in agreement with her words.
- But you're a professor yourself, does that mean you don't want to endanger them either? - Alur asked, that was in the minds of everyone who heard their dialogue.
He understood what Ni'lim wanted to say, that without real danger and threat to life, one cannot understand one's limits of strength and capabilities.
- I am in favor of exposing them to a controlled threat, but academy rules do not allow stufons to participate in something that could threaten their lives. - Ni'lim replied in a calm voice.
Watching the faces of the guards, she saw that many agreed with her point of view. But many stufons who had passed her controlled threat were no longer willing to undergo training.
- We are on the spot Professor Ni'lim, they are waiting for you as the caravan arrives, we will accompany you to it. - Alur said, ordering the soldiers to part.
When the soldiers dispersed, Ni'lim looked at the building they approached, it was a three-story building and an elderly man stood at the entrance, Ni'lim did not feel a large amount of magic in him.
Ingor, who was standing at the entrance to the mercenary guild, carefully examined the guest. He, unlike Captain Alur, felt a shiver run down his back when he looked at the dark elf.
When they were informed who would arrive from the professorial staff for the stufon, the leader forbade the members of the guild to approach the building for fear of provoking her.
And he instructed his deputy to meet Professor Ni'lim and escort him to his office, there was no one inside the guild except the deputy and head of the mercenary guild.
- Good evening, my name is Ingor, the deputy head of the mercenary guild in this city. - Ingor introduced himself, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice.
He, like Captain Alur, heard stories about her and therefore feared this monster who looked like a dark elf.
Listening to his performance, she also introduced herself, opening the door for her, he saw how the guards dispersed through the streets blocking traffic.
Hoping that everything will pass as quickly as possible, and this dark elf will leave their city, he led her through all the buildings to the office where the leader was waiting for her.
- The head of the guild is waiting for you, please pass Professor Ni'lim. - said in a respectful voice, Ingor all the way to the head's office, he had the feeling that he was constantly in danger.
Ni'lim, after thanking the deputy leader of the mercenary guild, opened the door and went inside, closing the door behind her.
Seeing that the dark elf came in, Ingor took a breath, he hoped that she would leave as quickly as she came.
Entering inside, Ni'lim looked around the office, it was small, and seeing the person at the table to whom she was escorted, she silently approached the chair under the gaze of the head of the mercenary guild. Sitting on a chair, she began to examine the head of the mercenary guild branch.
She felt that he used what substances to reduce the age of his body, unlike the deputy, he felt the magic emanating from the leader.
The dark elf saw worry in his brown eyes. As she looked at him, so he looked at her, and the longer the silence lasted, the more the leader felt the danger.
- Good evening Professor Ni'lim, My name is Elon, I am the head of this branch of the mercenary guild. - Said the head of the guild, clearing his throat from the water that had accumulated.
He, as a rather old magician, saw that the dark elf, even in a relaxed state, was a threat to him.
Trying not to think about what she was capable of, he thought about how best to report the latest news from the caravan.
- Nice to meet you Elon, do you know why I came here? - Ni'lim asked in a melodious voice, smiling slightly.
Carefully watching the dark elf, he saw a grin instead of a smile, which the monsters mean ready to jump.
Sighing and trying to calm down, he did not try to show that he was not afraid of her. Elon knew that she saw everything, and maintaining a facade was too stupid for his age.
- Yes, Suga Ting told me about you. - Starting to speak, Elon saw the raised hand of Ni'lim, he fell silent.
For her, addressing her friend by name was only possible if he and another member of the race were friends. But the dark elf knew that Suga Tin was not on friendly terms with this person.
- For you, he is the director of Suga Tin Academy. - Ni'lim spoke in a slightly annoyed voice and let out a slight wavering of her magic.
She was aiming at the leader of the mercenary guild branch, so no one felt threatened. But it was felt by Elon who, unlike his deputy, could not restrain himself in his expressions.
He tried to suppress the dark elf's hesitation, but when he saw her smile, he regretted it.
Unlike him, the dark elf did not demonstrate the full strength of her magic, wavering. And after a couple of seconds, breaking the protection of the head of the mercenary guild branch, she saw him lying on his desk trying to say something.
- This is a warning to you, do not forget about your position. - Ni'lim said in a stern voice as she canceled the wavering of her magic.
Feeling how he could breathe freely and feel his fingers trembling in fear, he slowly lifted his head from the table and leaned back in the chair in which he sat.
He understood that he had crossed the line that local mercenaries or neighboring cities could forgive him, but for an academy professor, he was nothing more than a child.
He swallowed his anger, if one of the mercenaries had done this to him, he would have been expelled from the mercenary guild in the same second, but in this situation it could be the other way around.
- I apologize to Professor Ni'lim, about your stufon, he left the caravan and went to complete tasks. - Elon spoke in a confused voice.
He tried to calm his body, but it did not stop trembling, he felt his fingers become cold, and his mouth made an unpleasant sound.
For the mercenaries and employees of this department, he was comparable to the most powerful magician in this city, but if they saw his condition now, they would not recognize him as the leader they had always seen.
- Interesting, well let me know when the caravan arrives, I'll be at the tavern. - Ni'lim said, getting up from her chair and heading for the exit.
For her, the conversation was over and the appearance of the head of the mercenary guild was indicative of how weak mages who grew up in warm conditions without risk to life are.
Without waiting for an answer, she left the office, looking at the deputy who shuddered, she just shook her head.
Going downstairs and going out into the street, raising her head up, watching the sky in which different stars shone, she thought about Trey's stufon.
Did he really foresee that the academy would send someone after him and left the caravan earlier and went before reaching the city? Seeing how the shadows began to approach her, she shifted her gaze to her, the captain who accompanied her here approached.