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- Yes, yes... - The chief shook his head and described all too familiar symptoms. I cast a glance at the herbalist, who, however, continued to have a reassuring expression on her face.
- I see... All right, if you do not take this as an insult - she inclined her head
in a rather ironic gesture - then I will take appropriate supplies and I will appear
and I will be with you in a short time.
- That would be most... - The words of the Headman were overshadowed by the significant refusal of his wife.
- No, we will be happy to wait.
- Ceolo...
- No Navah, we can't leave her with all these excuses - Xera shrugged her shoulders and nodded for me to follow her. Once we were far from their ears...
- Damn it, what now? - I asked rather bewildered.
- I wish I knew this... Zhunim continues to secrete this pigment, and there are no methods in sight to stop it... It's not good...
- Why don't we just show them Zhunim? Then at least it'll be clear that it wasn't the pack that was at fault. - Xera looked at me for a moment and finally nodded. She went out to the waiting two and invited them to the would-be barn, where Zhunim was lying at his best, and from which the unfortunate black swamp was pouring.
-This is... - The mayor wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.
- ... - but his wife said nothing.
- Well, that's how it is at the moment. The situation is not the best, but so far there is only black discharge and general weakness.
- Only?! You call it just? - Ceolia spoke again
- Let's hope it stops there until this situation is resolved.
- Well... Since this is not an isolated incident you probably already have some idea of what can be done, right Xero? - The village chief seemed to be much more composed in contrast to Ceolia.
