- All your orders have been carried out exactly! - The convicts have been fed, the soldiers of the garrison have been assigned to squads, the officers have been housed separately, and I have ordered the ore to be loaded so that we can take some of it to Savoyardi.
- Excellent. Centurion! - Alexander has summoned the senior officer of the squad.
- Yes, Your Grace, - the officer who jumped up showed his readiness to fulfill any order.
- Have the ore been loaded and exported now?
- That's right, Your Grace. As you ordered, they've taken it to the open pit.
- I did not order it.
The officer seemed to be electrocuted. The poor man didn't know what to say or ask and just stared at the knight blinking often. Alexander saw that Martha had begun to construct some kind of spell, but had not yet injected any power into the energy lines. Without a second thought, the vampire struck her with an air fist.
From such a short distance, the spell could have easily killed the girl, but the mage's protective amulet worked. Martha, who had flown a dozen meters away, was slammed into the wall of the building. In each hand of the knight flashed a "fireball", but he did not hurry to launch them and carefully watched his rival. The girl shook her head and built the first power lines of the new spell, then noticed Alexander and stopped.
- The right decision, - said the knight approvingly.
- So you are a master after all. To tell you the truth, listening to all your evasive conversations, I was beginning to doubt it," Martha made herself comfortable on the ground, continuing to look warily at the fireballs in the vampire's hands, "I surrender!
- Then get on your feet and go to the study. I think it's time we had a serious talk, - Alexander dispelled the spell and turned to the centurion, who was still standing stunned, even a brief magical battle didn't bring him back to his senses, - All the ore should be returned to the warehouse!
- But it's night...
- Did I not make myself clear? - The vampire had a harshness in his voice.
Of course, the immediate return to the stockpiles was not necessary, but at least some punishment should be given to the executors, who for some reason thought that there was no need for a man to confirm orders.
- Everything will be done, Your Grace! - The centurion was eating his superiors with his eyes, and fully realizing his guilt he was ready to atone for it, even if only by the hard work of the convicts.
Paying no more attention to the commander, Alexander waved his hand invitingly to Martha and followed her to his temporary office.
The knight stared at the mage with displeasure.
- Don't look at me like that, your grace. I haven't done anything so bad. And I would have shared it with you. I know the rules," she added, seeing that his interlocutor was still silent and not reacting in any way to these statements, "I have to earn money somehow to give you the winnings!
- I know that it was you who organized the robbery of several caravans last fall. And I know it was you who sicced the bandits on me. Frankly, I have a strong desire to kill you.
The girl coughed at the knight's unexpected statement.
- Do you want some water? - Alexander asked her sympathetically.
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