Chapter 64: At the inn
Raphael's journey was being long and boring, until he arrived in the present Ukraine.
He had stopped to rest at an inn (something unusual, because he barely had to rest because of the Evil Seed) when a man sitting next to him at the counter talked to him.
- That glare in your eyes... – he said with a hoarse voice. – You're one of mine, right?
Raphael looked at that man.
He was older than him, but not an old man. He had a creepy scar on his cheek and he wore a patch on his right eye. In his left one, he had the glare of the Evil Seed.
- Where are you from, boy?
- Rouen. – answered Raphael. – France.
- France? – said the surprised man. – That's a little walk from here, isn't it?
- I move fast and I don't need to rest very much.
- I know, I know. – replied the man. – Even so, what brings you here?
- Instinct. – answered the French, smiling.
- Instinct?
For a few seconds, none of them talked and they only heard the barman rubbing a jar.
- So you're looking for the sword…
- That's not your business. – said Raphael, before sipping his beer.
- That's what everybody tries first. They try to escape the Evil Seed. But it's useless, boy. You should go back home.
Raphael continued drinking, ignoring him.
- I also tried... – he pointed at his scar and then at his patch. – Wish I hadn't.
- I'm not doing it for me. – said Raphael.
- Aren't you? So, for whom?
Raphael didn't say nothing for a few seconds, but he finally answered:
- Her name is Amy.