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“That’s why I’m helping you. Only people like you can protect us from evil. That’s why I’m glad to help you. You might be the one to die in order to save my field one day.”

Hadjar smiled again. He liked this simple logic.

“Whoa! Whoa, you stupid nag!”

He pulled on the reins and stopped his horse in the middle of the fork in the road. It began to nibble at the grass growing there.

“That’s all, traveler. I can’t take you any farther. I have to go to the village market.”

Hadjar nodded and jumped down from the cart. He’d left a leather wallet among the vegetables. It contained a hundred Imperial coins. With that amount, the old man could buy a herd of horses and twenty excellent, new carts. Although, Hadjar figured he would probably give the money away instead, to the other villagers who also needed something. When it came to mortals, the only way for them to survive was to help and support each other. By the Evening Stars, the world of martial arts lacked that sort of wonderful unity.

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