He shifted his gaze to the thin figure of his wife, frozen in front of the family stone, thinking with displeasure that it was not at all useful for a pregnant woman to climb dungeons, but it would be much better to take a walk in the forest. What did she want there? Looking for mushrooms? Berries? Here is a great job! All these rituals...

- Cas!

Aola's excited voice made him overcome the distance separating them in two steps.

- Look! — on the three-dimensional map, woven at the request of the Countess Ryu Moro, above the altar stone, a bright dot shone with poisonous greenery. “It’s in our...