Elias didn’t turn. He recognized the cadence of Brother Matthias, a monk whose devotion to the church was often eclipsed by his talent for gathering information.
"The river is high, Matthias. Even the boldest oarsman fears the current today," Elias replied. Ulf Schiewe Sonstiges 4 BГјcher 7z
Elias was no knight, but he carried a burden heavier than a broadsword. He was a master of the "Sonstiges"—the miscellanea of war. He managed the grain, the maps, and the secrets. Behind him, four heavy chests were strapped to a pack mule. These were the "Four Books" of the Duchy’s ledger, containing names that could topple kings or burn cities to the ground. Elias didn’t turn
"There is a narrow goat path three miles upriver," Matthias suggested, his eyes darting toward the encroaching darkness. "It leads to the ruins of a Roman watchtower. We can defend the high ground until dawn." Even the boldest oarsman fears the current today,"