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— False Captain... — the Tanarian was a little taken aback by the RSV agent's words, — ...Tyros, or something? I have no idea why you decided that he looks more like an Apostle than anyone else, but I have less experience in this matter than you do. We really don't know the target's face or name. The problem is that sailing to an unknown destination in search of an unknown person is not the most sensible thing to do. We need a ship. We need a crew. And we need information about what we should expect in that sea area. Not to mention that if the Apostle of Arrogance is indeed a sailor, he could have sailed to the ends of the earth during our travels. We should interrogate the sailors, find out what's going on, before even thinking about sailing anywhere.
—No, not exactly! —a neat folder of documents was taken out of the suitcase. —According to SPR (the gray intelligence unit), there are good reasons to suspect that the mutiny on your ship is not just an isolated event, but a link in a chain that begins with its organizer. And, as we now know, our Apostle may be at the head of this long chain of bandits! But there are no guarantees here, and we have no way to catch and interrogate these bandits!
—Barsina? I'm not a guide, so I might say something stupid, — the Tanarian checked her map, — but isn't Ravshan closer to the hypothetical destination? Ah, — the swordswoman suggested, — perhaps you think that it will be easier for Her Majesty's messenger to find us there? Either way, it's hard to deny that until the familiar returns, or his replacement arrives, we are left to scout the area and gather information. We can't even rule out the possibility that tracking down the "sea" Apostle may be assigned to a more suitable group of experienced sailors. Unless Her Highness's new messenger turns out to be some kind of giant eagle, which will hide us all in a suitcase, fly out to scout the seas, and, having found its prey, drop it on the head of the unsuspecting Mr. Arrogance, heh.
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