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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 31: An obedient dog

Chapter 31: An obedient dog

“Wait⁠ a moment, Count⁠‌​ Consilus. We are​‌⁠ representatives of the​ Imperial Palace.”

Just‌​‌ in case he‌⁠ was mistaken, Karl‌ emphasized it once​‍‍ more.

That‌​‍ his future and​ his advancement depended⁠ on them.

Consilus​‍⁠ patted him on‌⁠‍ the shoulder, as⁠‌‍ if pitying him.​⁠

“You‍‍ must have gone‍ through many hardships​‍ coming all the‌‍​ way here. And⁠‍ to think that‌ the Empire sends​​​ you to do‍⁠ something like this,⁠‌​ ruining the lives⁠⁠ of innocents.”

“Huh…?‌​‌ W-what do you​ mean by that…?”⁠⁠

This‍ was not what⁠‌ they had discussed.⁠‍​

It‌ had been Count‌ Consilus himself who​‌ previously spoke of‌ Perda as a bastard.

And‍ now he changed‍⁠​ his mind?

‘It‍‍‍ can’t be…’

Karl’s​ eyes moved between‌ Perda and Count⁠‌⁠ Consilus.

No.⁠‍ That made no⁠‍⁠ sense.

In‌⁠⁠ the world of​‌⁠ nobility, such firm‍ bonds did not⁠ exist.

“What⁠ are you doing?”‍​

“Huh?”⁠​

Perda‍‍‌ tilted his head‍​⁠ and spoke.

“Hurry⁠⁠ up and bring⁠​ the next witness.”⁠⁠

Perda​‌ moved his fingers⁠ as if counting.‍‌

“There‌ are still many‌ witnesses left. Excluding‍‍ the late Tesalos​ Walcher, there are⁠ thirteen left. Bring⁠ them all and‌​ have them testify.‍⁠⁠ If even one‌‌ says I am‌ guilty, wouldn’t your​‌ job be finished?”⁠​⁠

Even⁠​​ if ninety-nine said‍ no, if one‍⁠⁠ said yes, that‍ was enough for‍ the Extermination Squad⁠‌‌ to act.

But⁠‍‌ Karl knew that⁠‌⁠ even if he‍‍ called the thirteen,‍​⁠ he had no⁠‌‌ chance.

If⁠ Count Consilus, the‌⁠ most influential figure⁠⁠ in the Far​​⁠ East, denied it,‌​‌ the others would‌‌ deny it as‍‍‌ well.

“If‌‌ you can’t bring‌‍ witnesses, then bring⁠​ something else.”

“W-what…?”​

“The‌ other charges you‌ brought to discredit⁠‌‌ me and threaten‌‌ me. Bring them‌‌⁠ out.”

The⁠‌ situation had completely⁠‌‍ reversed.

Karl,‍ desperate, tried to‌​‍ resist.

With⁠‍ trembling hands, he‌​⁠ pulled something from‍‍ his chest.

“I-I⁠ have heard that​​​ you kidnapped this⁠‌ girl.”

It⁠ was a portrait‌‍​ of a long-haired‌‍ girl.

Just⁠⁠‌ by seeing her​ dull eyes, it‌‌⁠ was evident that⁠ it was Morida.‍‍

‘If‌‌​ they are looking⁠‌⁠ for Morida, then‍ it’s Helus Povidas’s​‍ doing.’

If‍ Helus Povidas had​ directly pointed at‌‍ Perda, it meant⁠ they had found​‍ the servant.

“I⁠‌⁠ see.”

Of‌ course, that threat​ had no effect.​​⁠

Karl⁠ knew it.

But‍ his mind was⁠⁠ blank, and he​⁠‌ had to do​‌‌ something.

“I’m‍​‌ sorry, but I bought that girl.⁠⁠​ I obtained her‌⁠ consent and transferred​⁠ her ownership. It⁠‍⁠ cannot be called⁠‍‌ kidnapping.”

“……”​⁠‌

“If​‌‍ you still want‍‍ to insist, it‍ wouldn’t be a bad idea to‌‍ discuss it with‌⁠‌ the person involved.​‍‍ So, what’s next?”‌‌‍

Karl‌⁠ did not respond.‍‌

Everything‍‌ else he had⁠‍⁠ were insignificant matters.‌⁠

Attempts‍⁠ to squeeze out​‍‍ a few more‌‌​ coins with empty‌‌ threats.

He‌‍‌ had no cards‍⁠​ left.

“Then⁠​ I will speak.”‌

Now‌ it was Perda’s‍ turn.

He​⁠​ turned his gaze‌​⁠ toward Count Consilus.​

“Count‍ Consilus.”

“Yes,‌ speak, my lord‌ regent.”

He‍ responded, bowing his‌​‌ head respectfully.

“This⁠​ man openly asked⁠ me for money.”​‍

“Haha,‍ really? After a long journey, it​‍⁠ is normal to‌‍ at least give⁠⁠ them something for‌ expenses.”

“What⁠ he asked as​⁠​ expenses was one‌ hundred thousand golden.”‌⁠​

“Haha,‌‍ that is a considerable sum.”

“What​‍ value does that⁠​‌ money have?”

“The‌⁠​ value depends on‍⁠​ each person, so​⁠⁠ it is difficult‍‌ to give an‍ exact answer.”

“Then,⁠ if we compare‌‌ it to the‌ money your citizens⁠‌‍ use, how much⁠⁠‌ would it be?”​​​

“It‌‍ would be enough‍⁠ for my citizens​⁠‍ to live without​‌‌ worrying about food‍‍ for ten years.”‌

“I​‌‌ see.”

Perda’s​ blue eyes shone‍‌ faintly.

“Then⁠ this man tried​ to take ten‌ years of life​⁠ from the citizens⁠⁠ by himself.”

“That‌​ is correct.”

Consilus​⁠​ looked at Karl‍‍ coldly.

In‌ his eyes, which‍ had been smiling‌⁠​ before, there was‌⁠‌ now clear anger.‌

“It⁠​ is an act​ that cries out‌​ to the heavens.”​‍

“Ah…‌⁠ ah…”

Even‍ the cat he‍⁠ had brought to⁠ corner a mouse‍​ was on their‍‍ side.

Karl,⁠‌ who had never‍ imagined being in‍‍ such a situation,​‌ began to tremble.‌​

“What‍‌ do you think?‌‌‍ What should we⁠​​ do with this‍‍​ man?”

“Someone​​ who demands money⁠ using the name⁠​⁠ of the Empire.⁠ That is not​​​ something a mere‍​⁠ knight should do.”⁠

“Right?​⁠ And he even​​ demanded that we‌⁠ treat him as‌‌​ if he were‍ the emperor.”

“Hahaha!‌ Did he really‍⁠‌ do something like‍ that? How would​‍​ a mere knight⁠‍‍ dare compare himself⁠‌ to His Majesty​ the emperor?”

“And‌‌‌ what if that⁠ were true?”

“Then‍‌ he could not​⁠⁠ complain if he⁠⁠‌ ends up like‌ Tesallos. Didn’t they‍ pierce his forehead?”​

“That’s‍‍​ right.”

Faced⁠‌ with that one-sided​​‍ conversation, Karl could‌ barely breathe.

No⁠‍ words came out,‍ he only shifted‌⁠ his gaze between‌ the two while⁠‌ breaking into a cold sweat.

“But​⁠​ before that, how​⁠​ about we file‌‌‍ a formal complaint‌ to the Empire‍⁠‍ for extortion and‍‌​ impersonation of royalty?”​‍

“It⁠‍‍ is a good‍‍⁠ idea. But do​​ you think they‍‌ will listen to⁠ someone so young​ if he files​ a complaint?”

“Do‌‍ not worry. I will take care‍⁠​ of it.”

That​⁠ the Extermination Squad‍ did dirty things⁠‌ was something most​⁠​ nobles knew.

But​​ if it became‍ an open issue,⁠ the situation changed.‍‍

The‌‍‍ words of Count‍​‍ Consilus, who had‌ defended the frontier⁠ into old age,⁠​​ could not be⁠ ignored.

‘Count‍​ Consilus…’

Betrayal‌‍⁠ appeared in Karl’s‌ eyes.

The⁠​ one responsible for​​​ this trap was‍‌ that old man‌ who was now‍⁠ laughing calmly.

‘He​ set a trap‌‌ for me and‌‌ the Extermination Squad!’⁠​‌

Consilus‌‌ and Perda Valdrova‌⁠ had conspired together‌‌‌ to provoke this‍ situation.

Karl‍‍‍ tried to resist‍​​ until the end.​

“W-we‍ are a direct⁠ unit of the‌ Empire. Even if⁠‌‍ you file a complaint, nothing will​‍ change…”

“Do⁠‌ you think so?”‌​

Perda‌ responded coldly.

“What‌ is your value?”​

“My‌⁠​ value…?”

“What​​‌ do you think‌‍ is more convenient?⁠ Protecting you or‍ cutting off your​ head claiming it‍⁠ was an individual⁠ deviation?”

There‌ was no need⁠⁠ to think about⁠ it.

The⁠‌‍ second option was‍‌ clearly better.

“And‍⁠⁠ even if you⁠ manage to survive,‍⁠​ do you think⁠ your family will⁠‌ sit still? Your​​‌ own brothers will‍‌ probably come to‌‍‍ cut off your‌​ head.”

“What…?”‍​⁠

“Think⁠ about it. Eldest‍‍‌ son of the‍‌ Harvest family. You‌‍⁠ have two younger​​‍ brothers, don’t you?​ Even if you‍‌ get along, do‌ you think they‍ will stay still‍‍ knowing that their‍​ brother committed corruption?”​

They‌‍‍ would not stay​​‍ still.

They​⁠​ had always looked‍⁠ with envy at​‍ what Karl had⁠‌​ just for being‌ born first.

If​ they valued the⁠‌ honor of knights,​​ they would kill‌ him for family⁠‌ honor.

If​ they were opportunists,‍ they would kill⁠‍ him to advance‍ themselves.

For‍ Karl, he was‍‍ more useful dead‌ than alive.

Amid‍ a situation where‌⁠ everything pressured him,​‍ Karl finally understood.​‌​

‘The‌⁠‍ problem was not‌‍​ the dragon.’

The‌ real danger was⁠​⁠ this regent whom⁠ they had despised⁠‌‍ until a few​ days ago.

“Speak.”​‍

Perda’s‌‌ voice pulled him‌‍ out of his⁠​‍ shock.

As‌‌ always, he asked​ coldly.

“Now,⁠‍ what do you‍⁠‍ think I am?”‌​

A cutting coldness, as⁠⁠⁠ if a blade​ of ice were‌‌‍ placed before his⁠ neck.

If​⁠ he answered wrong,​‍ he felt that⁠⁠ blade would cut‍⁠‍ off his head​‌‍ and tear him‌ apart.

Trembling‍‍‍ with fear, Karl‌ answered with difficulty.‌‍

“Y-you‌‍ are the great​‌⁠ regent of Valdrova.”‍

In‍‌ his voice there‌‍ was submission.

“That’s‍‍‍ right. I am​⁠ the one who‍ governs the great‍‌‍ duchy of Valdrova​ in the name⁠‍‍ of the Duchess.”​​

Perda​‌⁠ stood up and​‍‍ placed a hand​‍⁠ on Karl’s trembling‌ shoulder.

“And​ I think you‍ should become the‌⁠‌ owner of the⁠​‌ Extermination Squad.”

A sweet whisper, almost​‌‍ demonic.

“Do​⁠‌ you want to‌‌ become the owner⁠ of the Extermination‌ Squad, or do⁠‌ you prefer to‌ die nobly for‍‌ it?”

It⁠⁠‌ was an absurd‌​ question.

There​⁠​ was nothing noble‌‍ about the Extermination​ Squad.

Karl⁠​ bowed his head​‌‌ deeply.

“Please…​​ accept my loyalty.”​

Perda‍​​ shook his head⁠​‌ at that answer.⁠​⁠

“I​ don’t need loyalty‌​​ as weak as‌‍ yours.”

When‌​ Karl’s heart sank⁠‌ to the bottom,‌⁠ Perda added.

“What​ I need is‌​⁠ an obedient dog.”⁠⁠

“A…‌‍ dog?”

“A‌‍ dog that does‌ only what it‍‍⁠ is told, without‌‍ doing foolish things.⁠ That wags its⁠​ tail for a bone thrown to‌‍​ it from time‌ to time, and‍⁠ that knows how​‌‌ to wait calmly⁠ for its master.”​

“If‍‍ you do that,‍ you will be‌‌ able to make⁠⁠‌ your way. Do‌‌‍ you understand?”

Karl⁠ nodded.

“Yes…‌‌ I understand. I will be a dog. I will‍⁠‌ become the regent’s‍‍⁠ dog.”

“Good.”⁠‍​

Perda‌ patted him on​‍ the shoulder.

“Stay‌‌‌ tonight. We have​‍ to make you​‌ a dog collar.”‌‍

“…Yes.”‍⁠

The‍ color of his‍‌​ face, completely pale,​‌ did not seem⁠​​ like it would‌⁠​ return.

***‍

Karl‌‍ left the reception‍ room.

From‍​‌ now on, he​‌ would be dining‌​ with the subordinates‍ he had brought.⁠‍‍

Of⁠‌ course, for him‍​​ it was nothing​⁠ more than his​​​ last meal before​ execution, so he​‌‍ did not even‍​⁠ know whether he​‌ was eating or⁠​ not.

Meanwhile,⁠⁠‍ Perda was conversing​‍‌ with Count Consilus.⁠‍

The⁠‍ count explained in‌‌​ detail how the⁠ Extermination Squad had‍ come all the⁠​‌ way there.

“So‌ the Extermination Squad​ came with such⁠‍‍ confidence because of‍⁠‌ you.”

Count⁠ Consilus lowered his​⁠‌ head.

“I‌ have no excuse.​ I have committed‌‌ an act for⁠ which I deserve⁠​‌ to die.”

“It‍‍​ doesn’t matter. And‌‍ what did you​​ reply in the​⁠ letter?”

“That‌⁠‌ he was an​ upright ruler who‌⁠‍ watches over the​​‌ Far East…”

The‌ count smiled faintly.‍​

“I‍ felt that I should not respond​‍⁠ in any other​​ way.”

“Why?”‌​⁠

Perda‍⁠ already imagined it,‌ but he asked‍‍ anyway.

“The​‍ Extermination Squad is​‌ like a swarm‌​⁠ of locusts. When‌​‍ they detect food,‌‌ they rush in⁠ and devour everything‍​ before leaving. The⁠​ Far East is⁠‍‌ trying to develop.‍‍ They always attack‌⁠⁠ the weakest first​‍ and devour them‌​‍ little by little.⁠⁠​ Once they set⁠⁠ foot, it is​​ already the end.”‍‌

It‌ was one of‍ their main strategies.‍⁠

To⁠‍ slowly isolate the‌​ weakest and then‌‍ devour them.

“But​​⁠ your image was⁠⁠​ already deteriorated because​ of the Tesallos​‍ Walcher incident.”

From⁠ the outside perspective,⁠⁠ Perda was already​⁠ isolated.

It⁠⁠⁠ was easy to​‌‌ think that the​ nobles were waiting​​​ for an opportunity‍​‍ to betray him.​​⁠

If⁠ they were given‍‌ that certainty, they‌​‍ could use it.‌‌​

“You‍ used me quite​ well.”

“I‍​⁠ regret having caused‌⁠ you concern. It​‍ was all my​‌ plan. If you⁠⁠ wish to punish‌‌ me, please punish⁠ this old man.”​

Perda​⁠​ waved his hand.​

“It‌‌⁠ doesn’t matter. After​⁠‍ all, you only⁠ eliminated some dogs‍ that were roaming​​‍ the territory looking‍⁠ to take advantage.”⁠​​

“But⁠​ does it not​ bother you that‌‍‌ I tested the‍ regent?”

“As‌ long as you‌‍ are sincere, I do not mind.⁠⁠ As long as‍‌‌ you are loyal​ to the Duchess,⁠ you may use‌ me however you‍​‌ wish. I did​⁠ not come here‍‌ to enjoy the‍‌ power of a king. I came‌​​ to serve my‍⁠ queen.”

“Ah…”⁠

Count‌ Consilus, who could​​ see through the​‌‌ appearances of nobles,‍ clearly felt Perda’s⁠‍‌ sincerity.

“Then‌ tell me. To⁠‌ whom are you​ loyal?”

“To​ be honest, until‍ now I have​‌ been loyal to‌ the Empire. More⁠‌​ than to the‍‌‍ Duchess, my heart‌ leaned toward the‍‌‌ emperor…”

Consilus‌‌⁠ smiled bitterly as⁠​‍ he confessed.

“When‌ one grows old,‌​‌ one becomes fearful.‌⁠‌ With time, one⁠ forgets why one​ came this far.”⁠‍⁠

“And‌ now you have​ remembered?”

“Yes.​ Thanks to you,⁠ regent, I have⁠‍ opened my eyes.”​‌

Consilus‌‍ looked out the‍ window.

Not‌ far away stretched‌‍‍ the contaminated land,​‍ the demonic land.‍‌‌

From⁠ his castle, he‌‍ had never been‌⁠ able to see‌‌ that landscape.

“From​ the moment I reached this position,‍‍ I did so‌‌ with the conviction⁠ to protect the⁠⁠ people. I am​⁠ loyal to the​​ Empire because it​‌⁠ protects its citizens,​‌ not because it‌⁠‍ elevated me.”

“You⁠‌ are an admirable⁠ noble.”

“I‌‍ am flattered.”

Consilus⁠​‍ let out a laugh.

He‍ was the representative‍‌ of the Far‍‌​ East.

But⁠ in their hearts,​ there had never​‍‌ been a true‍ flame.

Although‌ soldiers died without‍⁠ cease, all that​ remained was the​​⁠ wearing down of⁠​⁠ the soul and‌‌​ fear.

“Count⁠⁠⁠ Consilus.”

“Yes.”⁠

“Does​ that conviction still​‍ remain in your⁠​⁠ heart?”

“Yes.”‌

Perda​ extended his hand.​

“Then‌ come with me.‌​⁠ To protect this⁠ east, I need‌⁠⁠ someone like you.”⁠‍

Consilus⁠‌ opened his eyes‌‌⁠ in surprise and​ shook his head.​‌‌

“No.⁠‌ You should not​‍ be the one‌‍​ to say that.‍‍ I should say‌ it.”

He⁠ knelt and took‌⁠​ Perda’s hand with‍‌ both hands.

His‌ hands, hardened from​​ wielding the sword​⁠⁠ to protect the​​​ people, were rough.⁠

“Please,‌⁠‌ guide this east⁠‌ where there is‍⁠ only death. I will always serve⁠‌ the Duchess and​‍​ follow the will‍ of the regent.”⁠‍‍

***‌‍​

Karl⁠⁠‌ was destroyed by​​ the hangover.

He‌⁠‌ had drunk like‍⁠‍ a madman with‌‍​ the intention of‍‌ dying, so he⁠​‍ could hide the⁠ secret he carried.⁠‍​

But‍⁠‍ instead of dying,‌ he was only‌ met with an​⁠​ unbearable hangover and⁠ the morning sunlight.​‍‌

‘Damn‌​ it…’

He​​‍ wanted to run‌⁠​ away.

But‌‍ he did not⁠⁠‌ have the courage.‍

So‍ he could only‌‍​ wait, like a pig in the​​⁠ slaughterhouse.

Someone​ entered the room.‌​‌

He‌ thought it was⁠‌‍ Perda, stood up‌ and bowed l

“H-hello?”⁠​

But​⁠ the one who⁠⁠‍ entered was a black-haired woman, gloomy.‌⁠⁠

‘Who‍⁠‍ is this woman?’‍

She​‍ was not someone‌⁠⁠ ordinary.

From​ her clothing, she⁠ seemed like a castle administrator.

But‌⁠ from her normal‌ appearance emanated an​‍ unsettling presence that‍‌ made one want‍‌‌ to step back.⁠⁠‍

She⁠ raised her hand‍‌⁠ awkwardly to greet‌⁠⁠ him.

“I…‍⁠ um… will sign‌​​ the contract as‍ a representative on⁠ behalf of the⁠ Duchess… and… um…”⁠

Her‍ black eyes scanned​‌​ Karl’s face.

“He’s‌⁠ not as handsome​⁠‌ as I was‌⁠ told.”

She‍‌ said it in‍⁠​ a disappointed tone.‍⁠‌

Karl‍⁠ did not even‍‌‌ feel like getting​⁠‌ annoyed.

“My​⁠​ name is Echidna⁠ Philiaz.”

“…Philiaz?”‍⁠‌

The‌⁠ hangover disappeared instantly.⁠

‘Philiaz?​⁠ Does that mean‍ she is a witch of Philiaz?’⁠​‌

Philiaz.‍‍

They‌ appear in women‍ who awaken the​​ Red Circle.

If‌⁠ they make a contract, they inevitably‌ become witches.

They‍‌ deeply hated men‌ and did not⁠​ cooperate with anyone⁠‌ outside Philiaz.

‘He‍‍ is using a witch…?’

How?​‌​

Karl⁠ forcibly held back‍​⁠ the scream he⁠​ wanted to let‌ out.

His⁠⁠ evaluation of Perda​ was completely changing.​​‌

“Here…⁠​ is the contract…⁠‍ do you want‍ to read it⁠‍‌ calmly?”

“Yes.”​

Karl‍​ began to review​​​ page by page,⁠‌‌ as if clinging⁠​ to a lifeline.‌‌

‘A‍‌‍ flaw… I have‌ to find a flaw…’

But⁠​‌ it was impossible.⁠‍‍

He⁠​​ did not have⁠‌ enough legal knowledge‌ to review such‌⁠ a long contract.⁠

‘As‍​ expected… she is‌ a witch…’

Witches,‍‍ considered second only‍ to demons in‍​‌ how dirty they‍⁠ are with contracts.⁠⁠

He‌⁠ thought they would‌‌‌ use contract magic.​‌

But​ he did not​​ expect them to⁠‌‌ use a witch.‌‍‍

After‌ reading only a few pages, Karl‍ gave up and​‌ began to sign.​​

After‍ all, he was⁠⁠‌ going to become‌ a dog anyway.⁠​‌

When‌‍ he signed the⁠‌‍ last page, the⁠‍‌ contract began to​‍ glow.

“Ugh.”‍‌‍

A sharp pain ran‍⁠ through his body.‍​

A mark appeared on​⁠⁠ his wrist.

The⁠ contract with the⁠ witch was sealed.‍⁠

“Done.‍⁠ Everything confirmed. From‌⁠​ now on… um…‍‍ you will have‍‍​ to be careful⁠ with what you‌ say.”

“Careful​‍​ with what I say?”

“Well…‌⁠⁠ as expected, you⁠ didn’t read it​​ properly… if you‍‍ do something against‌ the will of‍ the regent or‍ try to imply‌ anything about this‍​‍ contract…”

She⁠⁠ shrugged her shoulders.⁠

“Boom!⁠ Your head will‌ go flying. So​ think carefully and‍ speak carefully, okay?”⁠‍​

She‌ spoke awkwardly, but​‍ mentioned death without⁠‍ hesitation.

That​⁠ made it even​‍ more terrifying.

Fifth-level‌‍‍ contract magic was‍‌ absolute.

If​ there were no‌⁠‍ flaws, breaking the‍ contract was extremely‍‌​ difficult.

‘The‍‍ level is not⁠‍ what matters…’

Karl‍‍‌ had signed with‍‌ a witch.

If‌ that was discovered,⁠ he would be⁠‍ executed in the‍​​ Empire.

And‌‍​ his brothers could​‌‌ also kill him.‍‍

He​‍‌ had to hide‌​ it at all‍ costs.

“….”​​

“Ehehe…​‍ I would like⁠‌ you to respond…”⁠⁠

Karl⁠‌ shuddered.

An‍​⁠ unsettling presence emanated​​‌ from her.

Her​‍ awkward smile was‍⁠​ filled with a madness without killing‌ intent.

And⁠⁠ that made her‍ even more terrifying.‌

“Y-yes,⁠‍ of course!”

“Good,⁠‌ you answered. You⁠‌⁠ may go. Bye‍​‍ bye~.”

Karl‍‍ ran out.

Echidna‌ smiled and waved‌ him off.

As‍​ soon as he‍ stepped out, he‌ breathed in relief…‌

“The​ contract ended quickly.”‌

But⁠‌‌ in front of​‍ him there was​‍⁠ another tiger.

That‌‍ tiger placed a hand on his⁠‍ shoulder.

“As​‍ a member of⁠‌ the Extermination Squad​‌ and a loyal​ dog to the⁠‌⁠ great duchy of​⁠ Valdrova, I will​​ give you your‌ first mission.”

Karl‌​ could no longer​⁠‌ escape.

“What⁠‍​ is the mission?”⁠‌‌

Perda​‌​ answered.

“Helus⁠‌ Povidas.”

The​​ man known as​‌‍ the sage of​‌ water.

“Bring⁠ him here.”

He​ also planned to⁠⁠‌ put a collar⁠‌ on him.

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