Itea, Colonel.- The woman remarked, adding a note at the very end of the records.- One of the researchers staying at the temple was interested in this historian. It is possible that he will know something about the books you are interested in.
-Could the Reverend pass on my request for a meeting?- Darius was glad that there was still a chance he might find out something.
-Of course, Colonel.- The priestess scribbled a few words on a blank sheet of paper she took from under the desk. With a quick movement, she summoned a novice with a hood pulled deep over his head and a veil over his face, whispered a few words to him, handed him the written page, and sent him away with a gesture. - I will inform you when the answer arrives, Colonel. - The priestess turned and left the counter. - Now, please follow me.
Darius rubbed his tired eyes and moved on to the next report. He had requested all official and unofficial correspondence concerning disputes between the army and the Watch over the past year, and he almost regretted not narrowing down the time period. Priestess Triven led him to one of the private reading rooms, where stacks of archival documents had already been prepared. Bleist did not expect that so many disputes could arise between two military organisations. He found almost everything from crude jokes to jurisdictional disputes to beatings. It was strange that no one had taken this seriously before.
-From bad to worse.- Darius muttered, thinking of the piles of papers lying on his desk in the Luminous Palace.
-You're doing well, Colonel.- Rex organised the documents already read by the Earl, noting on his list those that had attracted Bleist's attention.- We should be able to get to last December by evening.
Darius did not reply, afraid that he would not be able to hold his tongue and say one sentence too many. He was tired of reading more documents devoid of any deeper meaning. In addition, he had to compare reports from the army and the Watch
