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-- Heh, Shket, if you laugh at every weird thing, you'll turn into a cow, -- said Henry, but it was clear that he was also in a good mood. However, he had enough sense not to turn his cheerful face to the "client." -- Okay, our investigation here is over; I think we should look for the sorcerer, otherwise, talking won't help much. Henry takes writing supplies from the shared inventory and scribbles a note:Author
The Slime's curse is indeed related to the troll curse. We're looking for a sorcerer. The trolls gave us a quest to lift the curse; the reward is some good sword, according to them. A peasant in Utere Uvere also suffered; he stopped making sounds other than mooing. The reward for lifting the curse is a talking communist cow (but I won't take it; let them listen to it themselves). According to locals, the sorcerer went to the hot springs. We'll head there in 10 minutes. IF LIN HAS ANY OBJECTIONS TO THE ORDER OF ACTIONS, LET HER WRITE.
Henry and three others.
After that, they ask the locals for directions to the springs again, so they don't get lost, and set off.
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