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Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,Leon scoff, muttering under his breath: “Study That old man must have gone crazy. He spouts nonsense every day. My little brother goes to him for lessons and has to offer him tea daily. I think he’s insane. I don’t know what’s gotten into my brother, why he insists on learning from him.”,"Huh, you're here" The boy drew a period on the piece of paper, looked up at the person who came, his voice clear and pleasant, with a strong hint of intimacy.。