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- Hello, Mitrich! - I greeted the owner of the house and the forest, who habitually swarming in the kitchen, laying out dried herbs in clay pots.

- And you do not get sick, Vladi ... - raising his head and looking at me, the goblin stopped short.

Even stopped smiling, scowling and intently examining me.

- Mitrich, what are you doing?

“Sit down,” instead of answering, he pointed to one of the stools with his hand.

I did not argue with the serious goblin, dutifully fulfilling the requirement.

- So, so, - moving his hands over my head, Mitrich frowned more and more, - so ...

I was silent, afraid of unnecessary questions to bring down his magic. After all, this is exactly what he was doing now - with the help of the forces of the forest he looked at me. Well, or looking for something in me. Conjured, in a word.

"Do you even know what's wrong with you?" - Having finished the manipulations, Mitrich sat down next to me, taking cups and brewed herbal tea out of the air.

Once I decided to trea
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