AstralLein
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– Trust my experience; trying to deceive Yuiner Kalidar is like trying to deceive yourself. It seems like everything is going according to plan, but in the end, you're the one who gets fooled...
The men say goodbye to each other, and our trio now heads to the meeting place.
As expected, Amaxar Orrin is waiting near the gate, accompanied by several black guards.
– Oh, you're here. Right on time. I appreciate punctuality and precision, – the commander said with a crooked smile. – You brought a lovely lady with you... Hmm, what beautiful legs! But remember, we're here to fight against the renegades.
– I bet none of your reapers can match my kill count of brown knights, – Myla said haughtily.
– Ah, it's you... Trained by Lady Kalidar? Then I'll keep quiet. A good warrior is always welcome.
A short pause followed.
Meanwhile, with Nebochka:
Apparently, Albrecht turned as pale as a ghost after the recent events, so the incubus unexpectedly softened his tone.
– Don't be so scared! This is for me. It's an excellent thing.
Aleran got out of the bath, walked over to the cultists, and patted the device with its complicated name.
– For the most discerning connoisseurs! You're still too young to try this. I am a true son of hedonism, and I can afford it. Many would condemn me, reminding me that the cult's true goal is to spread its ideas, but I'm not really interested in that. I enjoy pleasure, and I'm high enough in the hierarchy to ignore disapproving words. Alright... I won't bother you, secret guardian. You're not a woman, after all. Men don't interest me. Consider this whole conversation a generous offer.
The cultists looked at the device, then at the incubus.
– Hmm, wait a moment.
The men say goodbye to each other, and our trio now heads to the meeting place.
As expected, Amaxar Orrin is waiting near the gate, accompanied by several black guards.
– Oh, you're here. Right on time. I appreciate punctuality and precision, – the commander said with a crooked smile. – You brought a lovely lady with you... Hmm, what beautiful legs! But remember, we're here to fight against the renegades.
– I bet none of your reapers can match my kill count of brown knights, – Myla said haughtily.
– Ah, it's you... Trained by Lady Kalidar? Then I'll keep quiet. A good warrior is always welcome.
A short pause followed.
Meanwhile, with Nebochka:
Apparently, Albrecht turned as pale as a ghost after the recent events, so the incubus unexpectedly softened his tone.
– Don't be so scared! This is for me. It's an excellent thing.
Aleran got out of the bath, walked over to the cultists, and patted the device with its complicated name.
– For the most discerning connoisseurs! You're still too young to try this. I am a true son of hedonism, and I can afford it. Many would condemn me, reminding me that the cult's true goal is to spread its ideas, but I'm not really interested in that. I enjoy pleasure, and I'm high enough in the hierarchy to ignore disapproving words. Alright... I won't bother you, secret guardian. You're not a woman, after all. Men don't interest me. Consider this whole conversation a generous offer.
The cultists looked at the device, then at the incubus.
– Hmm, wait a moment.