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- Yes, yes... Well, once I have some capital, I'll work with it too, - Lester smiled confidently again, tapped his thick fingers on the counter, and then turned his attention to the blue-haired little girl who had entered the room. - Do you have clients like that? Or is she someone's daughter? Ha-ha, okay, okay, I won't keep you any longer. Thank you very much for the information, my lady. Valar dohaeris, or something like that... - he nodded to the elf. - If anyone else shows up who wants to register - and maybe today a whole ship of foreigners will arrive - let them know that Night Blade of Death is me - the one who can do the job quickly and cleanly, - Lester winked at the guild member. - Or messily and dirtily - if the job requires it.
what should I do now... stand and wait for the Heroist to show his beer-and-meat spirit, so that by some lucky chance he finds a partner for the guild, or should I go somewhere?.. a dilemma...