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Achelsius and his assistants head to the "Elsor's Books" store. —How can I help the servants of the church? — asked the store owner as the trio entered.
—Good day. We apologize in advance for disturbing your establishment. —Achelsius replied calmly, then nodded to his assistants and headed along the bookshelves. —My, what interesting literature. It's a pity that in recent days I can devote less and less time to reading. I sincerely hope that you have everything under control here and that it is subject to supervision to ensure that, may the Matron forbid, there are no heretical or prohibited materials?
Heroist, did you notice that in Riversdale, it's the same woman who had a son with that working man?
Yes, I wanted to write, since you're in the future, you can guess the ending of their story.