«I didnt say that I needed something definite, I just looked for something acute. The sword is too large, besides, no one even bother to sharpen it.»
«Indeed?» I somehow did not think very about it, I was accustomed to the fact that in the castle the steel did not rust, I could not to check the sharpness of the blade. For a long time there was no case of challenge to a duel. Recently, I mostly accounted for any other skills, but not the military.
«It will fit,» Rose extended a thin hand and with amazing ease pulled out from me a dagger of the belt.
«Do not cut yourself!»
Rose, probably, believed that it was better to lose her finger than life, but I didnt share her opinions, so the daggers handle slipped out and hit at the table.
«I am quite ingenious to come up with a less painful way,» I explained, unlikely turned the next page and noticed an unfamiliar illustration. That is, I did not remember that I had met it in this book before. I saw it somewhere in the forest. I remembered everything almost immediately, I even remembered that I did a notch exactly in the very place where it is drawn in the picture. «In the memory of our meeting,» then I said, took an ax, rushed across the trunk, and the tree responded with a long deaf moan. In the picture, everything was repeated to the smallest details and even what I did not notice when I was under the tree. Then I just felt the presence of some kind of hidden strength, but I did not guessed the source. Under the roots in loose porous soil was some kind of metal. For a long time under the tree, among the same woven network roots, I managed to find a treasure, but this time nothing pointed to the treasures buried in the forest. In the ground was a sword. The sword with a long wide even slightly rusted blade was confused in the roots.
Henry was then hurt. Until now, it was unclear why he needed to turn round next to this tree and why Odil executed the guilty maid there. I would never have guessed, but as usual, the book gave answers to everything. Who else could I ask the advise? I lovingly stroked the book.
«Do you know what is happening now in your homeland?»
«I guess,» Rose said sadly. «Shooting, death, battle. A war can cause damage no less than his raid.»
She again replaced the word «dragon» by pronoun. Maybe she simply did not want to call evil by name and most likely it simply seemed to me that instead of «His» she wanted to say «yours.»
«If you could put an end to war, would you do it?»
«Yes, probably,» she uncertainly shook her thin shoulders. «But I can not.»
«But I can,» I closed the book. «At least it seems to me that I can.»
«Is it profitable for you?»
«Do you think I can only help someone from the benefit?»
«I dont know,» Rose whispered with a sigh, and our eyes met.
Suddenly I caught the sounds of someones unexpected presence at the bottom floor in the spacious castle hall. There was only Vincent. He had been frightened before and began to ask me about the permission to stay in the castle at night with persistence almost an abandoned mistress.