Happy Life
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Genza stared at the girl for a few seconds, remaining silent as he habitually ran through possible ways to approach her, but for some reason, he felt that in this particular case, it was a hopeless endeavor, which happened to him quite rarely. Perhaps his well-trained mind intuitively calculated the distance between the figures as not optimal and the difference in physical elevation as unfavorable, or maybe the opponent's aura simply seemed stronger to him at that moment.
- We are more like wandering souls, - he finally blinked. - We've been on the road for a few hours, traveling from Ruzaniel to Sizki. We need to find somewhere to rest. Spend the night, that is. Lady... protector, as we understand? - His mind managed to retrieve from the depths of his memory a fact he had heard somewhere before about the local authorities, and he added to this remark one of those more formal and respectful nods and smiles that he used at home in the presence of Bak, his supervisor, when he sensed that it was better not to tempt fate at that moment.
- We are more like wandering souls, - he finally blinked. - We've been on the road for a few hours, traveling from Ruzaniel to Sizki. We need to find somewhere to rest. Spend the night, that is. Lady... protector, as we understand? - His mind managed to retrieve from the depths of his memory a fact he had heard somewhere before about the local authorities, and he added to this remark one of those more formal and respectful nods and smiles that he used at home in the presence of Bak, his supervisor, when he sensed that it was better not to tempt fate at that moment.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
