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The words about "compassion" coming from the captain of the Inquisition sounded somewhat paradoxical in themselves, and after the meeting at Kalentia's mill, she simply couldn't perceive them in any other way than with a healthy dose of skepticism. It was not for someone like Laurentia, who commanded an armed detachment sent on a combat mission, to talk about mercy. Not to mention that such "mercy" would result not only in the suffering of the Rivelstein family, the death of their guards, and the grief of those guards' families, but also in the execution of Imelda.
— That's right, — the Argalian nodded, confirming the Inquisitor's assumptions. — But if you want to convince us to stop, we would like to know everything as it is.