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The experimenters successfully reached the dormitory and were about to pass through the turnstile.
- Oh, just when the concierge isn't around, - the alchemist said quietly.
- Kristoll! - an old woman's voice sounded behind the young man and Maylin.
- Of all people, I didn't expect this from you! And so early in the morning!
- It's not what you think.
- Of course, it's not what I think! You think you can fool me, and I won't see through your lies to the first-year students!
- The old woman looked at Maylin with disdain from head to toe. - In the name of the Creator... and you're not ashamed... And how much did you pay her to agree during the day?
- 100 axots. That is, NO! DAMN! IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!
- I won't let you pass, - the old woman raised her nose, approached the turnstile, and began to hold it with her hand.
Maylin, who had been observing the whole scene, didn't immediately understand what the problem was until Kristoll mentioned the payment.
"Good heavens, what a fool," Cassmetra muttered in her head, while the girl simply looked puzzled.
- You know, madam, it seems that we all have a huge misunderstanding due to my beauty and my new friend's inability to express his thoughts clearly, - Maylin said guiltily, lowering her head. - I don't even know where to begin this complicated story... But in short, my friend Kristoll offered me a job as his assistant to help with an experiment to create a potion against obsessive admirers, which, by the way, could be very useful for such defenseless girls who are unable to physically defend themselves, like me. The money he mentioned is not for any of those nasty services you think, but for the help I will provide, assisting and obtaining the necessary reagents.
Looking at the old woman, the girl thought that all of the above was of little interest to her, and all she wanted was to get the girl with the provocative appearance out.
At least, that's what was clear without reading minds.
- As for how I got here, Kristoll learned that I have nowhere to live in my current situation, and I'm a little afraid to stay in an inn, because the men there might be very persistent, and all I can defend myself with are mental entities that I can summon. But a simple blow to the head would be enough to...
The girl swallowed and even shed a few tears, imagining the horror that might happen to her if she fell into the hands of drunkards who could not be subdued by her own powers.
- In general, - Maylin tried to regain her composure. - Kristoll said that there are not too many people left in the dormitory now and agreed to let me stay for a while while I work, promising that he would not do anything shameful to me. And if you ask me who I trust more: drunk men or a well-mannered alchemy graduate student, I will tell you that I still believe his words more. Besides, with his scientific ambitions, he wouldn't waste time on any frivolous nonsense...
The girl looked at the young man as if she couldn't believe he could do anything bad.
- In any case, I still plan to enroll in the academy and contribute to the magical community and the world of science, - Maylin said confidently, then became sad and frightened again. - So, dear, beautiful, and respected lady (using my attractiveness to charm her with innocent, tearful eyes), please allow a defenseless girl not to perish in the hands of drunken thugs and stay in this safe place. And if I can't stay in Kristoll's room, please let me occupy some other free space.
