"I don't know what to think about it. If the Barbariacca nation was so afraid of the sages, why didn't they try to make contact with the Ghosts of Bellcephora? Considering that they were traitors, wouldn't that make for far better allies than Vanterl?"
It was already the next day after the acid magician had shared a lot of information with them, and Zoemi was talking in a hushed voice in the hallway of the chief's house.
The black-haired boy was still having doubts and wasn't going to keep them to himself.
"Didn't uncle Benevirau told you that the sages who are alive are the ones who fought and survived, or even won, against the Ghosts of Bellcephora? Considering that Vanterl was also the person who blinded uncle, I would say that the Barbariacca nation has found themselves a perfect ally."
The person that Zoemi was talking to was the blond healer magician, Burushi.
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