Chapter 49
“Thank you, Sir Allen!”
“You cured us! Witch slayer!”
“Hooray!”
Allen and his companions were able to leave Bergen, drowned by countless flowers flying towards the carriage.
Where did they get so many flowers this out of season, with winter right over the horizon? The sight of the flowers caught in the wind, enveloping the carriage, almost made it feel as though springtime had come for a moment.
In the midst of the crowd of those seeing him off, Soned and Karik were laughing with each other, joyful, like the operation was a success.
Smirk.
Allen passed through Bergen’s front gate, surrounded by lavish praise.
Karik said he’d stay in the city for the rest of the year, so the number of people returning was reduced by one. In his place, there sat a box in the corner of the wagon containing the tea leaves that Soned had procured.