“And you, by any chance, don’t know Aunt Saga?” I asked.— Sagu? And, you, probably, are talking about the rector of the faculty of martial arts, Saggitaria Lame? Why do you need her?Hmm, I wanted to joke, it's called.“Ask something if I can’t find it from you.”I'm sure you'll find it! So, magic, witchcraft and their church versions. You in the historical department. Wait here, I'll send the librarian.- And you?“No, no, I don’t claim to be a scholar in any way. Uncle Cornus is just making sure the librarians have something to eat a little. One moment.Kornus, to which the definition of "swindler" was too sticky, disappeared as if it did not exist at all, and I was left alone in a small room with bare walls, the only decoration of which were painted frescoes. One of them caught my attention and I moved closer. Not badly drawn, it was more like a battle canvas than a religious plot - on it a huge savage, armed with a club, heartily beat a kind of Thomas on the head. True, unlike th
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