Tiaral

On the way to the Sun-faced boss, Emma, as always, accompanied the leader couple.
- Aunt Rein, Aunt Rein, - she tugged at the woman's garment. - I don't understand... You believed a stranger who could have been a fraud or a villain, risked your health, and ingested an unknown substance. But if you're unlucky, you can't just fix yourselves, broken parts can't be replaced. You might even experience immense physical suffering, permanently lose certain functions, or die. Does the anticipation of power really justify the risk? Or, for example, people are afraid to live in a house where someone has died, or to use a self-propelled carriage, and they try to sell and get rid of them at any cost, but Uncle Rails simply took the armor off a dead man and now wears it. Doesn't that mean the armor is bad and doesn't fulfill its function? Why, in this case, doesn't a person experience an irrational fear of an object that death has touched? And why do we act so illogically? Is it because we are mercenaries and have such a code?