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- Hey you, - some guy interrupted the couple's conversation, - yes, you, with the crown on your head. You're from Carneol, right? Here, take this. - He gives two sets of papers. - Pass them to the others and go through yourself. That's it, see you later. And he leaves.
—Well, there was no need to even ask back; it's not like they haven't been calling me "hey you" for days now. —turning the sealed envelopes with tests over in his hands, the Knight threw them into the nearest trash can stuffed them into a bottomless trouser pocket. —No, on the eve of the ceremony, people definitely forget about politeness. Or is it because of the crown?.. By the way, I'll have to think of something so I don't look too disrespectful in it at the actual "coron"ation. Hm... I'll say I'm a parody clown if anything. —watching some guy walk away, he decides to explain things to Sanexa after all: —That, I think, is the new city psychiatrist. The guys told me he's already come to headquarters once with strange tests. I don't remember, though, if they need to be returned... I wonder what they are for?..