Abasdarhon's Castle

They call mercy murder, foolish people. They don't even realize what it's like to live in torment, without the ability to end it.

- You know, performing euthanasia is an ungrateful task... - the man went into another room and soon returned with two small vials of different colors, one pink and one blue. - The price hasn't changed, 100 axots.

— I understand, people are always afraid of the new and the not entirely clear, — Maylin sighed sadly, but with understanding. — I think that's exactly why science isn't developing as quickly as it could. After all, it's much easier for people to continue to exist in a barbaric way than to accept the fact that something familiar may look different. And, in my opinion, the issue of euthanasia is no exception.
Having finished her tirade, the girl was ready to hand over all the required funds to the owner of the house and leave with the potion, but something made her try to use a spell of domination on the man. After all, one modest observer decided that he was too bored...
— So, how much do I owe you? — Maylin clarified with the man (using attractiveness and charm, taking into account the cosmetics used!), before realizing whether the spell had worked or not.