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Our position is not as fragile as you think, Eragon breathed. Orrin snorted, cocking her neck back and taking a sip of wine. The Dauthdaert bar poses a threat to Galbatorix, Eragon continued, and that is our advantage. He will have to worry about it. Therefore, we can force him to do what we want, even just a little. Even if I can’t kill him, I can still defeat Shruikan. They weren’t exactly a pair of Dragons and Knights, but Shruikan’s death would have seriously harmed. That never happened, Orrin was pessimistic. He knows we have the Dauthdaert, and will definitely be on the defensive. Maybe not very much. I suspect Murtagh and Thorn recognize it. WHEN I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF REALITY I JUST OPEN A BOOK POSTER. Maybe, but Galbatorix would have noticed when he checked their memory. And he would also know Glaedr’s existence, if they hadn’t told him yet, Saphira reminded Eragon. Eragon’s spirit sank again. It never thought about this, but she was right. Not much hope to surprise him. We don’t have any secrets. Life is always full of secrets. Galbatorix still can’t predict exactly which way we will fight him. At least that way we can beat him. What death spear did you find, the Evil God Caracan? Grimrr asked in a bored voice. Du Niernen bar Orchid. The haunted cat, Eragon had the feeling that he was surprised, though Grimrr’s love was still empty. Thanh Orchid ah.
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Really? It is strange to find such ancient weapons, especially special weapons like this. Why? Jormundur asked. Grimrr’s small pink tongue licks it lightly through the claws. Niernen is really notorious. It stretched out the last word into a short screech. Before Eragon gossiped out any more information from the ghost cat, Garzhbog spoke in a squeaky voice: What death spear are you talking about, the Fire Sword? Was it the spear that stabbed Saphira injured in Belatona? We have heard a few stories about it, but they are really ridiculous. Now Eragon remembered that Nasuada had never told the Urgals nor what the Niernen ghost cat really was. Well done, it thought. That doesn’t help at all. It explained to Garzhvog about the Dauthdaert, then forced everyone in the tent to swear in old language that he wouldn’t discuss the lance with anyone without permission. There were a few grunts, but in the end they all agreed, including the ghost cat.
It would seem pointless to try to hide the spear from Galbatorix, but Eragon found no benefit when Dauthdaert became so widely known. When the last man fulfilled his oath, Eragon continued to say, Okay. First we have the Dauthdaert bar, and that’s what we have to add. Second, I have no intention of playing against Murtagh nor Galbatorix at the same time, never. When we arrive Uru’baen, we will lure Murtagh out of the city, surround him, with all the numbers needed including the sages and decisively destroy or capture him. It looks at the surrounding faces, trying to impress with its persuasion. Third and this is something that everyone must deeply believe in. Galbatorix is immortal, no matter how mighty it might be. WHEN I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF REALITY I JUST OPEN A BOOK POSTER. He could put thousands of protective nets to protect himself, but despite his knowledge and decisiveness, there were sure to be spells that could kill him, if we were smart enough to think of them. Now, maybe I will be the one who seeks the magic ras to defeat him, but maybe also a sage or a member of the Lang du Road. Galbatorix seems untouchable, I know, but there will always be weaknesses, as well as there will always be loopholes to poke a knife through and destroy the opponent. If the Previous Technicians were unable to find his weaknesses, how would we find them? King Orrin demanded. Eragon spread his arms wide, hands spread. Maybe we can’t find it.
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Nothing is certain, moreover, it is during war. However, if all the witches of the five races still can’t kill him, then we’ll have to accept Galbatorix will continue to dominate for as long as he wants, and there’s nothing we can do to change. that work. A moment of silence, short but deep, spread through the tent. Then Roran stepped forward. I will speak. Eragon watched the people around the table glance at each other. Just say it, Mighty Hammer, Orik lowers his voice towards King Orrin’s apparent discomfort. This is: so much blood and tears are pouring down for us to come back. It will be disrespectful to both those who have fallen and those who remember them. This may be a battle between saints who seem completely serious to Eragon saying this, but I will fight until they knock me down, or I can knock them down.
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