"Excuse me," I interjected.
"Yes?"
"Forget it. Nice to meet you, Kuragin."
"The feeling is mutual, my lord."
"Boss, you've been employed."
"Well, yes. More like conscripted, really."
"You should instruct him to never use this power for ill intentions."
"I'll remember that."
It also dawned on me that it would now be trickier, being somewhat in his employ, to resist seeking the information he desired. Hopefully, I'd get lucky, and nobody would attempt to steal any of the weapons. Something told me that was wishful thinking.
Kuragin bid us both a courteous farewell and left.
I asked, "Drevolan, what are you keeping from me?"
"Many things."
"Specifically. I sense you're not just generally concerned about someone pilfering a random Norsanti weapon."
"You should trust your instincts; they seem quite accurate."
"Much obliged."
Dear Readers, I understand that the dual timelines in the story might be a bit confusing at first glance. The narrative follows two interconnected paths: one set in the present where Viktor is engaged in a war, and the other delving into his past, unraveling the events that led him to the battlefield. These two strands weave together to provide a fuller understanding of Viktor's character and his journey. If you have any specific questions, please feel free to ask. Happy reading!