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- Order received! I'm starting to work on it! - The burly man replied in an unexpectedly military manner. - Hahaha, it's hard to break old habits.
In this restaurant, the chef prepared food in view of the customers, so he could continue the conversation even while working.
- Brother, I used to work in the guard a long time ago, and it wasn't the best time of my life, believe me. It was a cocktail of boredom and drill, and it didn't contribute to inner peace at all. Such work only leads to bad things, even if you are not naturally inclined to it. So, don't give in to Bak's persuasions.
- But what about me? Genzarik has already chosen his protectors, hasn't he? - Bak winked at the young man. - You're right, there will always be someone to feel sorry for in this country, even without us. Our king is a good example; I would find many things to do if I were in his place, but all he does is mope. - I remember him in his youth - tall, broad-shouldered, with a look full of life and ambition, but now he is all gaunt, with tired eyes, and stooped. He rarely appears in public. - Bak's voice held a mixture of disappointment and affection. - So, ambitious young people like you are definitely needed in our country; just don't lose your passion for life. As for our guild, things are not as they were with Alamush in Calcite, so don't listen to him.
- Pff, - frowning but not commenting, the chef placed the customers' orders in front of them - stuffed squid, salad, and a "foreign dish" for Genza, and "pirate's heart" with udon for Bak. - Enjoy your meal.