☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- Money. Cash, dough, cheddar. Coins. Bucks. Moolah, moolah, moolah.

- And it doesn't matter who mentioned what, when, and where; what matters is who patented it and when.

—It's some kind of shady scheme. "Patented" an idea, and then for the rest of his life, he "rakes in the dough" from it...? Maybe you have a corresponding document?

- Not a particularly impressive figure, but it's better than the average for the city, so, okay, let it be.

—I would have been surprised if it were lower than the city average... —"Although you can expect anything from Margel..."

- You can rule the whole world, but you still can't get rid of the external and internal "gnomishness."

—So, if you rule the whole world, what difference does it make?

- Did she cure impotence or something...? Well, I respect her for that. And me...? She has beautiful legs. The most stunning legs I've ever seen, probably the best in the city. It's not surprising that even after her daughter's feet, her shoes smell so good.

—So, you're not just a man of the mountains, but you have many interests. —The peasant didn't understand half of what was said, but out of politeness, he decided not to ask for clarification. —And for me, the most important thing is the soul and the eyes, — because they are a mirror of it.

- Thank you, - *nom-nom-nom*, distracts himself with food while the gnome and the count talk about their own things, about men's things.

Watching Sanex crunching on snacks, he can't help but smile affectionately.
—Let's get you a souvenir. —He frees up a lane for the gnome and starts the second machine.