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-Yeah, I don't plan on getting drunk either; I need to prepare for the Tournaments. By the way, my name is Krailos.
Let's go.

- And my name is Varen.
After finishing washing up, the new acquaintances went for a drink. Varen led Krailos through various back alleys until they reached a door that led to the basement of an unremarkable building. Varen knocked on the door with his foot.
- What troll came here? - a voice was heard from behind the door.
- It's me.
- What troll came here?
- Baon, you idiot, open up, it's me!
- Who's that jerk with you?
- Just a friend, don't worry about it.
The locks on the door clicked. A huge brute opened the door.
- I see you're not drinking, - he said to Varen.
- Are you already out of booze?
- We're almost out.
Entering inside, Krailos saw a rather decent establishment. You wouldn't immediately guess that this was a den of bandits from Giriza. Varen was greeted warmly, apparently by the owner of the establishment.



- Varen, dear! How are you? Your supply will run out soon. It's time to bring in some fresh stuff.
- We'll finish the new batch with the guys soon. Everything will be fine.
- Well, don't delay. And is this your friend? - she asked, looking at Krailos.
- Yes, an old comrade, so to speak. It's his first time in our city. I'm showing him the sights.
- Well, welcome. Sit down, Yorna will bring you something to drink.

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Just in case!

All this time, the legionnaire's intuition was silent, and he didn't feel any potential danger.

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While his new friends were preparing for the battle, Tiolasu was having nightmares.