Arden just smiles as he hears the words of Old Hampton.
He said when he first came to his door that he was not bothering himself anymore; he said that "you are bothering" me, "But do tell me your problem."
Arden takes a sip of his wine and then speaks.
"You should stop telling other people the fact that I am a mage."
He speaks as he takes another sip of wine.
As he utters the word "mage", his voice sounds disoriented as the candles in the room extinguish and then light up again.
Old Hampton looks at Arden. I especially like his face.
"I understand." "May you tell me who told you about this thing?"
Arden takes a long breath and then finishes his wine in the cup as he gets up and speaks.
"I shall not."
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Arden leaves the room and then goes downstairs.
He lives in this place, named "Green Bunker," a wood and stone building made up of people living in the small town of Baran.
As he comes to the main door, two middle-aged men with swords on their belts look at him and acknowledge him with their heads.
Arden moves his head to acknowledge them and then leaves the Green Bunker.
As he leaves the Green Bunker, rain starts to pour down on his head, and his body and clothes start to get wet pretty quickly.
He walks down the street as he looks around.
The buildings are close to each other; most of them are made from wood, and some of the most important ones are made of stone.
The ground is covered with some stone slabs but still changes to mud when it rains.
He finds a small shelter, a roof to be exact, that blocks the raindrops from hitting the ground.
He puts his hands in his pocket and takes out a pouch.
Inside the pouch are cigars.
He takes one of them, puts it between his lips, and then flicks his finger.
A small fire manifests as he lights his cigar and then takes a deep puff.
"Things are changing," Arden whispers.
Sometimes, staying alone, with no one to talk to or listen to, is better for people.
"Without enjoying the company of being alone, one cannot truly reach his true self."
As Arden thinks, a man leaves the green bunker.
The man was about the same age as Arden, in his late twenties.
The man comes to the side of Arden and then smiles as he starts speaking.
"Hi, Arden. I guess you woke up to the noise too. "
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Arden just smiles as he answers. "I am, but it seems like I needed to wake up."
The young man brushes his long hair as the rain makes his hair wet and it makes him uncomfortable. "Arden, can you give me a cigar?"
he asks with an apologetic face, his eyes dropping to the ground. Arden just gives the cigar and then speaks.
So, Meik, I heard about it. Would you like to tell me why? .
Meik lights the cigar with a handmade flint and then looks at Arden.
"Yeah, I guess."
"It was about her uncle. From what I heard, she wants to go and live with him and his wife".
Arden tilts his head to the right and thinks,
"A married woman wants to live apart from her husband. That is not good. "
Meik then gives out a heavy puff and continues.
Of course, I was not going to agree with that. In the end, we argued, as you heard.
Arden just smiles as he speaks.
"Everything will find its right way. Just let her do what she wants."
Meik looks at Arden and then recites the words he said in his mind.
"Let her do what she wants; everything will happen as it should."
Arden then leaves, and Meik keeps thinking about his words.
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Arden opens the brown wood door and the smell of thick alcohol irritates his nose. The tavern has a open side but Arden likes to stay in.
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He looks around inside the tavern for a second. Noticing there are only three of five people in the tavern, he walks into the tavern.
He sits on a wooden bar stool, and an old man with a gray beard, a mustache, and a kind-looking face smiles at him as he asks.
"Arden, in the night, you are here. It is surprising.
The man utters sentences every two seconds.
For people who are not accustomed to it, it is irritating to wait for him to finish speaking.
"Kind Norton, I just want a beer."
The man named Norton understands the state of Arden and his face turns serious.
As he backs down to the counter to pour down a beer for Arden, three young men enter the tavern.
Each is wearing black-colored, well-tailored, simple clothes. On the chest section of the black clothes, a white-torch insignia is located.
One of the young men with blonde hair is conversing with a friend. A condescending look on his face manifests as he speaks.
As the three of them sit at a table, the young man with long spiky black hair speaks.
You don't know anything, man. These commoners have the strangest minds I've seen.
You have no idea what kinds of things they are capable of when they are in bed with me, hoping and thinking that I am going to marry them. "
Arden smirks as he hears the conversation of the young men.
In his mind, the ones who are looking to become rich by using others, be it a girl or a boy, are deemed to be swindled.
Kind Norton puts a cup on the table filled with gold-colored beer. Arden holds the cup and starts drinking his beer.
At the same time, a man with a black long mustache and bald head enters the tavern.
The man's body was huge, and he looked like a bear and human hybrid. His eyes look around the tavern and then stop on the table of three young men.