—I hope I won't have to get used to this... —the villager grimaced good-naturedly at the new title. —However, you are right, it wouldn't have been very friendly of me to hide my cursed nature from you. Especially if, one day — who knows — I were to lose my mind or something. However, I suppose my fears could have been quite understandable to you, at least judging by your initial reaction — everyone has their own dark spots in their soul, but as long as their life's path remains bright, I respect their right to have them, as I do my own. Nevertheless, please forgive me for hiding my potentially dangerous nature from you all this time.
"And I'm still keeping it a secret, if you think about it. I wasn't planning on saving Ghyon, I just bought a slave because I needed a reliable assistant. Who's to blame if this purchase turned out to be the best thing in his life? And the guys probably think that I, out of the goodness of my heart, bravely and nobly arranged the escape of a beautiful stranger from the harem of a Lunar aristocracy, and he, impressed by my courage, swore eternal service to me, or something like that."
—This... is very generous of you, friends. I can see from your eyes that you have already discussed everything among yourselves, and therefore, out of respect for you, I will not create an awkward scene with re-questions, refusals, and clarifications. The only thing is, I would divide it equally, because among humans, there cannot be a proportion of unfairness between Margel and Kriedear. As for the rest... Today is a holiday, and I suppose the administrators also need a short break from counting. I was going to go to the Sacred Order in the next available time slot anyway, so I will clarify about the donations in any case, but time does not like bureaucracy, and if they take it, they will take it.
"And so that it doesn't tempt anyone, including me, I might instinctively pocket everything and spend it on booze and... Oh, they banned that, right. Then just on booze."
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