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Although, just in case, I'll check her with my eye, in case it's contagious.
- Hello, Raphael Nishenet, secretary of Carneola, - he hands a stack of papers to the newcomer. - Judging by the letter, you really are from the princess. Please fill out form a1-67, form p5-99-b-4, form n6-5-7-23-1, form d-56-12, and these ten more papers.
He fiddles with them for a while: what to write in the places where nationality, citizenship were required? Place of birth? He somehow managed to figure it all out, by peeking at the princess's documents. Whew, a new world.
Applications
-- Beata, Raphael, what do you think, did the princess do this, or was it my predecessor? During the selection. The first candidate seems strange to me, who is she preparing so many knives for, I don't see the profession of a cook in her application. But the second one...
"BSS? Marduk? Nanaya? Calcite?"
-- Oh, I don't know much about this Calcite. But the person seems useful, right?