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— We’re liked by the locals,” Mellona replied, settling comfortably into the only available seat and simultaneously pouring drinks: a generous portion for the visitor and a little for herself. “We come from the backwoods, and we need to find work somewhere, and this place pays well, and the work isn’t too hard. And you, sir? Do you also have a fondness for elves?”
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— It might not be the most elegant solution, but what about using a helmet or something like that? — Yuisis turned to the skeleton. — What do you think, Claudius?
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Meanwhile, the others were busy with their own affairs…
On Sunday evening, a small group of men gathered near the “Golden Griffin” headquarters. The vast majority were residents of Lower Clematis. The only exception was a well-dressed young man, about twenty years old.
— Please, you are our last hope,” said a woman who looked sad, and a tall man, presumably her husband, put his arm around her. “If this doesn’t help, then I don’t know what to do.”
— To be honest,” the man began, “we were hesitant about coming here. The announcement in the guild looks, to say the least… dubious. But after talking to you, Professor Meido, I’m convinced that if anyone can help our son, it’s you.”
— Not professor, but brother. It’s because people in medicine use all sorts of titles and distance themselves from their patients that they fail to understand what they’re going through, and that’s why the therapy is ineffective. Treatment without empathy won’t solve anyone’s problem.
— That’s true,” the man agreed. “Well, in that case, he’s in your hands.”
After saying goodbye to the couple, Meido returned to the gathered crowd. He was met either with the disgruntled faces of those who didn’t want to be there or with the desperate faces of those who wanted to get rid of their addiction but didn’t believe in their chances or in the effectiveness of the upcoming treatment. Meido had three assistants that day: a well-dressed man and two women. The first was constantly bustling around him, performing various small tasks, while the other two were dressed as nurses. The hero of the past talked with each of those gathered, allowing them to share their life experiences with each other, and then the session reached its climax.
— Now, about the most important thing,” Meido paused so that those gathered could appreciate the importance of what he was about to say. “The first thing you need to do to get rid of the problem is to admit that there is no problem!” He was met with a large number of puzzled looks and various questions, but he was able to give a logical answer to each of them, according to his worldview, and then continued his speech. “Don’t give in to the insidious society and give up your desires! If you want to sing, sing! If you want to drink, drink!” With a snap of his fingers, Meido’s “nurses” wheeled out barrels of alcohol and placed them in a prominent place, and then handed out large glasses to those present. “Your problem is that you are trying to go against your nature and your desires, you are limiting yourself at the demand of society, and when you fail to do so, you experience double disappointment. But you don’t need to do that. And alcohol, what is it? It heals both the mind and the soul.” After a short time, the glasses filled by the nurses were in the hands of those gathered. Some simply couldn’t resist the sight of alcohol in front of them, some were deeply impressed by Meido’s speeches, and some were simply embarrassed to stand up and leave. “Well, friends, to the recovery of your spirit!”
And they began to drink. One barrel followed another, and it all ended in a drunken orgy at headquarters.
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— It might not be the most elegant solution, but what about using a helmet or something like that? — Yuisis turned to the skeleton. — What do you think, Claudius?
Added 26 minutes ago
Meanwhile, the others were busy with their own affairs…
On Sunday evening, a small group of men gathered near the “Golden Griffin” headquarters. The vast majority were residents of Lower Clematis. The only exception was a well-dressed young man, about twenty years old.
— Please, you are our last hope,” said a woman who looked sad, and a tall man, presumably her husband, put his arm around her. “If this doesn’t help, then I don’t know what to do.”
— To be honest,” the man began, “we were hesitant about coming here. The announcement in the guild looks, to say the least… dubious. But after talking to you, Professor Meido, I’m convinced that if anyone can help our son, it’s you.”
— Not professor, but brother. It’s because people in medicine use all sorts of titles and distance themselves from their patients that they fail to understand what they’re going through, and that’s why the therapy is ineffective. Treatment without empathy won’t solve anyone’s problem.
— That’s true,” the man agreed. “Well, in that case, he’s in your hands.”
After saying goodbye to the couple, Meido returned to the gathered crowd. He was met either with the disgruntled faces of those who didn’t want to be there or with the desperate faces of those who wanted to get rid of their addiction but didn’t believe in their chances or in the effectiveness of the upcoming treatment. Meido had three assistants that day: a well-dressed man and two women. The first was constantly bustling around him, performing various small tasks, while the other two were dressed as nurses. The hero of the past talked with each of those gathered, allowing them to share their life experiences with each other, and then the session reached its climax.
— Now, about the most important thing,” Meido paused so that those gathered could appreciate the importance of what he was about to say. “The first thing you need to do to get rid of the problem is to admit that there is no problem!” He was met with a large number of puzzled looks and various questions, but he was able to give a logical answer to each of them, according to his worldview, and then continued his speech. “Don’t give in to the insidious society and give up your desires! If you want to sing, sing! If you want to drink, drink!” With a snap of his fingers, Meido’s “nurses” wheeled out barrels of alcohol and placed them in a prominent place, and then handed out large glasses to those present. “Your problem is that you are trying to go against your nature and your desires, you are limiting yourself at the demand of society, and when you fail to do so, you experience double disappointment. But you don’t need to do that. And alcohol, what is it? It heals both the mind and the soul.” After a short time, the glasses filled by the nurses were in the hands of those gathered. Some simply couldn’t resist the sight of alcohol in front of them, some were deeply impressed by Meido’s speeches, and some were simply embarrassed to stand up and leave. “Well, friends, to the recovery of your spirit!”
And they began to drink. One barrel followed another, and it all ended in a drunken orgy at headquarters.