The vampire and the archmage bowed and parted. As expected, the rag contained a small ingot of lunar silver. After tossing the valuable metal in his hand, Alexander wrapped it back up and handed it to Olga.
- The archimage appreciated you highly," she stretched out, accepting the lunar silver.
- More like a simple calculation for the future. In his eyes, I'm a strong mage, with estates almost on the tract. And I'm independent. Better to bait me now, securing my loyalty, than to do it later. And besides, it makes me an accomplice. It's a classic scheme used in our world.
- Who cares what he's doing it for? The important thing is we have extra lunar silver! Synthesizing it with magic is very expensive.
- Well, if the main thing is the metal, then everything is fine, - Alexander smiled.
In the evening a big feast was organized to celebrate the first success of the royal army since the beginning of the rebellion. The main star of the feast was not the archmage, but Olga, who came under Alexander's arm. The girl's beauty overshadowed everything. Every now and then the vampire caught envious glances. In order not to inflame the situation by one more day of such a beauty's stay in the camp, it was decided to leave a day earlier.
The caravan was completely ready and the plan was to give the convicts a day's rest, but since the beauty of the vampiress created such a stir, it was not important. They would rest on the road. Returning to his tent Alexander stopped and detained Olga. Looking around, he put up a magical canopy, preventing magical surveillance and allowing her to speak freely without fear of being overheard.
- I've been doing a lot of thinking the last few days.
- It's not good for you," Olga smiled, "It gives you thoughts in your head.
- Uh-huh. And I've got one too. - Alexander was still absolutely serious and didn't even make an attempt to react to his companion's joke, - Tell Kostya and Zhenya that we should prepare Godius.
- What do you mean, cook? To eat?
Triumvir looked at the girl with amazement.
- Why to eat? He must be prepared for waking up!
Olga laughed nervously
- I thought you'd gone completely wild. Why wake him up?
- We'll give him to the king. Let him undergo the ritual of submission. Then Elur will have two archmages, one incapable of betraying the king. Things are getting too chaotic with this rebellion. We need the North to be quiet and orderly. Quickly and for a long time. We have to live here and the less things that happen around us, the better.
Olga thought and stood silently immersed in herself.
- Everything seemed right. But Godius could tell the king a lot of things. For example, that some of the artifacts that were not found at the pass were in the wagon of the Orodian army that was defeated at the Cursed Bridge, and that the wagon was looted by us.
- I understand all that, Olga. I didn't think of it today or yesterday. That's why you tell the guys. Let them think how we can hand over the archmage in a way that won't harm us. We can share some of the artifacts. With Godius as payment for his silence. The king will not ask direct questions, the main thing is that the archmage himself is not eager to tell everything. And be warned, this decision is final. I will tell Dukun about Godius in the next few days.
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