All Chapters of Dark Goddess: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The wall that separated the actual harbor from the slums behind it loomed up ahead of them. Only the harbor gate and the wide street that led straight to the pyramid were guarded and only there was a passage at all, far from the poor huts and crumbling houses that now surrounded it. None of the buildings in the slums were built on the protective wall, that was forbidden and so it was quite easy to walk along the steep wall, which the persecuted man did now. In a particularly dilapidated area full of rubble, rats and half-starved mutt, the man headed for the entrance of a kind of cave, more likely a hole in the remains of a stone arch, just big enough for a man to disappear into. But why would anyone want that? That is exactly where the figure went, clinging to the branch of a crippled tree. The rag he was carrying slipped off his shoulder and Relaf could clearly see the slave brand. Then the stranger disappeared into the hole.Relaf waited a while. When the man did not come o

Rassek was ordered to Zagran. But his adept is here. He can heal you. "“Oh gods! Why are you tormenting me like that! Bring the useless here! I want to see it! "Ubandor pressed his huge paw on Anwin's back, pushing him forward. The scalven trader looked at him with small, cloudy eyes. Then a spark of recognition became visible."Aaaah! The boy who wanted to protect the priestess' daughter! I remember you smaller you are grown! I can't trust you, I'll have to wait. ”He groaned. "Now? Is it a great satisfaction for you to see me suffer? "Of course it was, but Anwin had no intention of responding to that remark. “My master says that you inflict this ailment on yourself by ingesting the flowers of the black orchid and that the heavy smoke that hangs in the room cannot be good for you either. Why are you doing this? "SiVender's gaze became unsteady and veiled, the drug took effect. For a while the stout man said nothing and Anwin finally no longer expect

What is? Why are you standing there You don't need to be afraid for your master, he's fine! He will still be able to assassinate many priestesses, whip and enslave many people! And all thanks to me, who I wish him dead more than anyone else! I saved him, so don't worry about him! ""My master is a cruel person, I am not worried about him!" Ubandor emphasized the word 'him' very clearly."But you would give your life for him.""Aye, I would, but not out of loyalty, but out of fear!""Are you afraid for your life?"The dark-skinned giant laughed. “Is that a life?” And then he whispered, “You gods! How this man disgusts me! And I have to be around him all the time! "Anwin was amazed. "Isn't it dangerous to trust me with that?""But! Very!"“Then why are you doing it? What do you fear Who are you worried about? "The man's facial expression changed, he seemed to be shrinking, becoming vulnerable. "I've been watching you. You are not

“There are people who can defend themselves against us without being a healer themselves. According to everything you describe to me, the boy is one of them. I'll have to report this to the great pyramid if he's still alive. Is that the case? ”Rassek directed this question to Ubandor.“He yelled quite loudly when he was taken away. That actually speaks for it. ”After this remark Ubandor nodded briefly to the healer and withdrew.Anwin had actually wanted to help the boy and now had the vague feeling that he had made a mistake by mentioning it. "What is happening to him?"“He has to be castrated, the gods don't want people with this hereditary trait to reproduce. Some of them are so strong that not even I can get their life energy. Then I cannot transfer it to the Zirthee diet either. From the point of view of the gods and servants of the gods, people with this quality are not useful, and even dangerous in the long term. ""Couldn't he be a healer after all?"

After what felt like an eternity, the earth vibrated, so strong was the thunderous applause and the rhythmic trampling. Anwin turned his attention back to the arena. The mimes stood in a circle around the bleeding bundle, the slave's actor had also joined them and they bowed in all directions, except of course towards the hall. The first people were already leaving the stands when the actors returned to the hall, happy with the successful performance, almost as if in a frenzy. Anwin could perceive individual fragments of words and sentences. "Did you see the anger when I stabbed the man?", The daughter's actress asked her "mother", jumping up and down a little. Laughing, she nodded to her, pulling the mask from her face and taking off the wig. Everyone did that now, including the mime who had played the slave most of the time - until the final scene had started. Now the cackling group of actors was being pushed away from the entrance as the two torturers carrying the battered corpse