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–Not now, not now, Dr. you are as tired as me and it is not convenint to continue with
the hypothesis but to go to sleep as sson as possible. When I return, I said him. You will see
that then you’ll find the manner to explain it to me!
He left immediately, and I never saw him again.
On that night, a sepulchral silence descended upon the Property. Uncle Kurt was
entertained for an hour examining the weapons, while I utilized that time to bury Canuto. My
loyal dog had received a kind of ray in the midst of his body, perhaps a hit of the Dordje, and he
was devastated: he would never wait me in the palisade again to give me his affection, during
those two hundred meters until the house that corresponded just to him. And I would never
see my parents again, and my sister with her children, at the end of the path. Damn Demons
Bera and Birsha! Damn Priests of The One Jehovah Satan! Damn Sacred Sacrificers! Soon, very
soon, we would see our faces again and they would be executed.
No «Bera and Brisha» due to, as Uncle Kurt repeated, «The Immortals cannot die», but
the «Asian killers» of my family yes, the human manifestation of Bera and Birsha. They would
now my fury; the one of Uncle Kurt; and of all the members of the House of Tharsis that They
murdered, tormented, and chased, and that now pretended to come in my help and encourage
me. Because if I had the will strength to impose myself to Uncle Kurt and force him to accept
my plan was precisely for that: beucase I had the certainty that to kill the Asian murderers was
a matter of Honour; but above all; and I felt patently that in that yearning the House of
THarsdis accompanied me spiritually. I saw Belicena Villca clearly; and heard her talking to me,
which was referred to the last words of her letter: «Yes, Dr. Siegnagel; it is a matter of honour
to end with Bera and Birsha! They have committed a mistake and you must take adventage of
it; the House of Tharsis accompany you in your descision! Now you will demonstrate that
you’re a Kshatriya! And then, very soon, we will see each other during the Final Battle, or in
Walhalla».
The Spirit of Belicena Villca was guiding me; I was sure about it; perhaps She was who
brought so opportunely the Commisar Maidana to Cerrillos.
I finished burying Canuto at the feet of my favourite Taheebo, and I returned to the
house.
Uncle Kurt had left to the superior floor taking with him the totality of the equipment. I
drank the umpteenth coffee of the day and went turning off the lights until I arrived to my
room, i.e., the room that belonged to Katalina, and I submerged myself rapidly in the repairer
indifference of the dream.

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