Abasdarhon's Castle

- She can only nag, nothing will happen. You're a mentalist! You can conjure a rat, and she'll chase it! By the way, about rats," the guy opened the door to his room.
Entering, Maylin saw complete chaos. Things were scattered everywhere, some books with a bunch of bookmarks, pizza boxes, vials, bottles, and the smell was terrible.
- I have a bit of a mess here. Will you help me clean up this evening?

— And after the summoned rat, won't the hag bring exterminators here? — Maylin smirked, following the alchemist.
The mess she saw wasn't as terrible as Maylin had imagined after reading Kristoll's thoughts. However, it was clear that the room hadn't been cleaned in a month or two...
— Yes, a bit... — Maylin feigned surprise, as if she hadn't expected anything like this. — Maybe we should call exterminators here too?
In any case, it was impossible to live in such a mess, so refusing to clean would be unwise.
— I'll tell you what: we'll sort out this chaos, and when we're done, you won't recognize your own room! — Maylin declared. — However, since there's a lot of mess here, and it clearly wasn't part of our deal, I really hope you'll treat me to lunch and dinner for this!

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The elf thought again, remembering the stranger's appearance.
- He was tall, looked like a Hain, or a Zhuan, who can tell?

Buryats... they all look the same!