Rhemic Empire (2)

-- Keiji, hello. I want to say that I am challenging the Fortress warriors to duels. Non-lethal ones. I would like to challenge you too, but I don't know if your weapon is fixed. If not, we can postpone it. Although I would provide you with a spare weapon, but with it you won't be able to fight at full strength, and for me it would be a disgrace, even in case of my defeat.

— You know, I just can't figure out who you are – a rare fool or a lying snake hiding its true face. No, understand, I'm not trying to judge you, I even like the second option more, but don't you see it? What you are doing now, others will perceive as arrogance – this will not add to your respect. So what are you trying to achieve with this? To hone your skills in battles against others? Don't make me laugh. The stubborn inhabitants of our country are distinguished by a very rare complex of superiority, and therefore they will never admit it, but I, and any other unbiased person, can clearly see: your sword, although made of foreign steel and forged by foreigners, surpasses the Nihon weapons. Such a sword gives its owner such power that he himself does not possess. And that's great – it should be. But to compare your skills with others, having such an advantage... — Keiji shook his head from side to side and clicked his tongue. — As I said, you have to be either a fool or a liar. Who are you?

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— As far as we know, Sana lived alone. Could you write down her address for us? Perhaps you even have a duplicate key, in case of a visit? — a little later, the Tanarrian added, — Also, please don't take it as a rude question, is she in any of these photos (magazines and a photo from the mustachioed man)?

— Are you kidding me? — The Blacksmith waved away the magazines. — Of course not.
He wrote down the address, but he didn't have a key.