Hermit

After a while I was already changed, I quickly left the place. I started to walk around the shopping area, trying to buy clothes and ask about what was going on in this place. I saw the right person to start a conversation.

There was a man with a cart selling fruit. He was someone of age, with quite a bit of short gray hair, black eyes, somewhat tall, and wearing a gray robe. I approached him.

-Hello, how much are the apples worth?

-Two for three coins," he answered.

-Give me four.

He put them in a cloth bag and handed them to me. I gave him several six coins. There I began to talk to him about what was going on in this place.

-Are there people who hate kings?

-Yes, their laws have brought nothing but trouble. They take men away to fight their wars. No one can do anything against what they order, I was saved by my age and because I was already in their ranks and lost a foot. I feel sorry for what they did to a country. They finished them all off without mercy.

I tried to stay calm w
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