Character: Logen Nine-Fingered

Strange, but at the first moment he was even happy and only then remembered that between him and the King of the North there were rivers of blood. I remembered the hatred. You can have enemies you never see in your life; Logen had plenty of them. You can kill complete strangers - and he returned quite a few of them to the dirt. However, you cannot hate someone whom you previously loved, because love never ends.

It was difficult for him to say this, and Logen knew why: it’s bad when an enemy does you a favor. It's getting hard to hate him. Losing an old enemy is probably even worse than losing a friend.

“Any shadow is cast by something,” the northerner grumbled, but it was not easy to convince the first of the magicians.

Treat people the way you want to be treated and you will not go astray.

All of course. It is clear that I will never be better, but I'll try not to become worse. At least I will try.

He knew they had something good, even if they spoke to each other only cruel words. Some people have simply no gentle words, no matter how they tried.

- And then what?
Back to the North. - Logen shrugged his shoulders. World.
- The world? - mistrustfully grinned Snoop. - What is it? What are we going to do?
I think... well... going to grow something, for example.
- To grow? In the name of all fucking dead! What you or I or any of us understands the business? What we do in life but to kill?
Logen awkwardly shrugged.
- It is necessary to hope for the best. Man is able to learn.
- To learn? The more you kill, the better you do it. The better you do, the less you adapted to anything else. It seems to me, we lived so long only because he had learned to kill better than anyone.

If you want to change and be a different, new person, you have to stay in new places, to do something new with new people who don't know what you were before. If you're back on the old road, who else can you be but the same, old man?

Extra knives is not the case, said his father. If only these knives are not aimed in your heart to those who hate you.