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I suppose Albert found some good beer from the heart of the Celian fields, Jerk also managed to get some, and the story began.
-- It's an old, long-standing story, a fresh approach to business. Freshia is a major importer, both then and now, but when it comes to any kind of technological production, they're rather behind. What do I do? I save money, talk to the local... chief? I buy an undeveloped piece of forest. I clear the forest, sell the timber, and already have something, but then I plant plantations, as the climate allows. And in the corner, a weaving manufactory. The market is literally just a stone's throw away; the Freshians are insatiable and will snatch it all up! Wonderful. I got the permit, brought in people, machinery, and started to set up. Then, suddenly, some priests appear, saying that nothing can be done here, that these forests are sacred. Of course, I told them to get lost. I bought everything fairly; what do they want? The next day, the priests show up with a whole crowd of Freshians. An aggressive crowd. They don't shout slogans or wave banners; they immediately start taking action, attacking people and destroying everything. Damn it! What's going on? I barely made it out alive, I thought it was the end. Until that moment, you knew, and I think you believed, that I survived by magic. In essence, that's true, but it wasn't my magic. I was saved by a Freshian woman named Fina. Like a magician, she instantly hid me somewhere, and I kind of disappeared, and the crowd gradually got frustrated and left. Fina turned out to be not just an ordinary person, but quite influential among her people, and very intelligent for them. When I asked her what happened, she replied: "Well, the current chief doesn't share the beliefs of these priests, so he doesn't pay attention to them. But some Freshians respect them very much." What? How? Okay. If these forests are sacred to someone, what could I buy that wouldn't be sacred? Well, she says, none. Simple. Great.
-- In any case, she saved my life and even managed to arrange a couple of trade contracts for me through her connections. This helped me get back on my feet; otherwise, I would have definitely gone bankrupt, I had lost a lot of money and still owed a lot. In fact, I owed Fina. That's why, when I received a letter from her last year, in which Fina asked me to look after her daughter, Tyrell... Well, I was surprised, but I couldn't refuse her. I dropped everything and went back to Freshia. And then I understood why they needed a "tutor." Or maybe a bodyguard, I don't know? In general, I didn't disappear for no reason; there were reasons.
-- This is my second reason for turning to the "Hearts," besides the money. Because I can't handle her on my own, and I have to indulge her, although I would like Tyrell to at least calm down a bit and stop acting on her own. This is essentially what her mother asked of me. In the squad, she will have to behave more restrainedly because there are many strong and strict people here, and she respects strength. At least, that's what I was guided by.
-- It's an old, long-standing story, a fresh approach to business. Freshia is a major importer, both then and now, but when it comes to any kind of technological production, they're rather behind. What do I do? I save money, talk to the local... chief? I buy an undeveloped piece of forest. I clear the forest, sell the timber, and already have something, but then I plant plantations, as the climate allows. And in the corner, a weaving manufactory. The market is literally just a stone's throw away; the Freshians are insatiable and will snatch it all up! Wonderful. I got the permit, brought in people, machinery, and started to set up. Then, suddenly, some priests appear, saying that nothing can be done here, that these forests are sacred. Of course, I told them to get lost. I bought everything fairly; what do they want? The next day, the priests show up with a whole crowd of Freshians. An aggressive crowd. They don't shout slogans or wave banners; they immediately start taking action, attacking people and destroying everything. Damn it! What's going on? I barely made it out alive, I thought it was the end. Until that moment, you knew, and I think you believed, that I survived by magic. In essence, that's true, but it wasn't my magic. I was saved by a Freshian woman named Fina. Like a magician, she instantly hid me somewhere, and I kind of disappeared, and the crowd gradually got frustrated and left. Fina turned out to be not just an ordinary person, but quite influential among her people, and very intelligent for them. When I asked her what happened, she replied: "Well, the current chief doesn't share the beliefs of these priests, so he doesn't pay attention to them. But some Freshians respect them very much." What? How? Okay. If these forests are sacred to someone, what could I buy that wouldn't be sacred? Well, she says, none. Simple. Great.
-- In any case, she saved my life and even managed to arrange a couple of trade contracts for me through her connections. This helped me get back on my feet; otherwise, I would have definitely gone bankrupt, I had lost a lot of money and still owed a lot. In fact, I owed Fina. That's why, when I received a letter from her last year, in which Fina asked me to look after her daughter, Tyrell... Well, I was surprised, but I couldn't refuse her. I dropped everything and went back to Freshia. And then I understood why they needed a "tutor." Or maybe a bodyguard, I don't know? In general, I didn't disappear for no reason; there were reasons.
-- This is my second reason for turning to the "Hearts," besides the money. Because I can't handle her on my own, and I have to indulge her, although I would like Tyrell to at least calm down a bit and stop acting on her own. This is essentially what her mother asked of me. In the squad, she will have to behave more restrainedly because there are many strong and strict people here, and she respects strength. At least, that's what I was guided by.