Небо
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— Good afternoon, — the Collapsian said politely to the shop owner, her face lit up with a warm smile. — My name is Maylin, and I work as an assistant for the graduate student Cristoll. You’ve probably already met him. I wanted to purchase a love potion at your store on his behalf, but due to the barbarian rampages carried out by the Elves, the necessary elixirs were not available. That’s why your employee suggested that I seek help from you!
Although Maylin’s introductory speech was quite lengthy, it didn’t stop the Collapsian from trying to read the stranger’s mind in order to gauge his overall mood and understand whether he would help or not. And if so, on what terms he was willing to cooperate.
What if I mix vanula solution and tetrate and add it at the very end? Hmm, maybe then the mixture won’t be so thick. I need to try...
- Murderer! - someone from the passersby shouted, seeing the alchemist.
- Hello, Sam! - the man replied.
- Murderer! - the alchemist’s neighbor shouted, who was just returning home.
- Hello, Sarah! Yes, you’ve come to the right place. I have a small supply left. Will you wait here? - he said to Maylin.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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