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Lósif—it's our time, I have the ability to use this spell more than 10 times, I'm going to go and then I will ask you for the animal—

Lósif did not wait for the girl's response and went directly to the first homeless man.

Tramp—Stop! Who are you?-

This person's loud voice alarmed the others and they seemed scared to death.

Lósif—I am a healer, I come to heal you—

Tramp—Liar! Why do you heal us without receiving anything?

Bums in the background—He's a murderer! He's a crazy necromancer! We are going to die! Call the gentlemen!—

Lósif was somewhat prepared for this scene and quickly approached those who seemed very injured and with his bare hand, put a palm on the wound with maggots and other things.

Lósif—healing!—

 A green glow illuminated and the wounds all over the person's body disappeared and the rotten flesh was regenerated, without first getting the maggots into Lósif's skin.

 Lósif was scared when he felt the worms get in, but he calmed down. He knew for some reason what it was because of necromancy and he didn't pay attention, he continued.

Tramp—I feel cured! I'm cured!—

He screamed excitedly and happy to feel like new, but the strong smell of garbage did not go away from his body.

Hobos—it's a miracle! That's a saint! Holy heal me!—

 Losif had been expecting this reaction for a long time, but it was still somewhat disconcerting to be called a saint.

Lósif—everyone line up, don't make noise or I'll leave—

Everyone was silent upon hearing these words and did not make a sound, but formed a very orderly line.

Lósif spoke after seeing that they were formed and silent.

Lósif—I am not a saint, I am the devil—

With those words he continued healing the other people and the dark alley was illuminated in a dull green, standing out and in the shadow of the light a somewhat sinister silhouette was shown with the green palm touching rotten parts of the homeless and next to it a girl in white watching and standing without speaking.

 For a normal pedestrian this would be

Two hooded and very mysterious silhouettes walk at a fast pace through the lonely streets of the kingdom of Tosiff.

You can tell by the shape they have that they are a man and a woman, although they appear to be children of only 10 or 11 years old.

Lósif— We arrive back at the orphanage, Blanca, let's rest for a moment and remember to take off everything to go unnoticed—

Blanca—yes Lósif, I'm paying attention and I have my clothes ready for when we get to the orphanage—

Both children took off their costumes and quickly transformed into children who used to look like ghosts.

The girl named Blanca along with the boy named Lósif, both named children, went up to the second floor to rest from this long and exhausting night, they knew it very well.

The next day:

The dawn was illuminating the new people, the smell of the sun was at its peak and some children were still asleep, last night they were very active curing sick people.

Diana— Good morning!—

Ana—Good morning!—

A strong blonde girl with worked legs and another skinny girl answer and greet, they were happy because they slept very well.

Diana—why are they still asleep?—

Ana—Sister Diana, I think the two of them did something at night—

Diana—I don't think so... these don't look that way—

Lósif listens to the murmurs of the two girls who do not lower their voices, he was sleepy, but for some reason he wanted to start the day.

Lósif got up and had to start the day again, he knows it well, today is the big day to look for information about the knights and maybe stay.

 After doing all the basic hygiene, you are ready to go.

Lósif—I'll go out for a while, I'll be very busy—

The boy did not wait for the girls' answers and left for the knights' headquarters.

 Along the way he was attentive to everything that had happened since they murdered everyone in the village, he knew well that he must have a good image or pass himself off as normal, not showing magic and for all the more reason showing less strength. Doing this can bring him a lot of problems with the natives here, something very strange is the fact that he killed a lot in a short time and worst of all he did not feel much remorse for those victims.

Lósif managed to find the building where the knights of the kingdom were, he decided to enter at once and hope for the best.

An old man who was heading towards the building stopped and with a small shout called.

Kor—Lósif! Young guy!-

Lósif, a few steps before he enters, hears someone calling him, he turns to see the source of the voice and is surprised that it is Kor.

Lósif—Kor!—

The boy approached at a fast pace to receive the old acquaintance.

Kor—Why are you here?—

Asked the old man with complicity in his voice, he knew why Lósif is here.

Lósif—I want to become a knight—

He directly answered the old man's question bluntly, although he suspects that he already knew it beforehand from the knowing look.

Kor—that's great, come on, you know, I knew it from the moment I met you, you will become a gentleman—

The old man confidently responded to the child's unasked question.

They didn't talk anymore, Kor guided the boy into the facilities where he knows very well, after all he had already stayed with Captain José for a long time.

Captain José—Kor, it looks like you have company. What's happening??

Kor—Captain José, this boy is the one who I boasted to you for a long time who will become a knight and just as I told you back then, he is here to be one—

Captain José—boy, is that true?—

Lósif—yes, Mr. José—

Captain José—I remember you are the boy who was kissing Blanca at that time when I went to tell them about the attack of the skeletons, and when I left I had a phantom pain in my two children—