– Nebosik, you’re alive! – Kamistella hugged the mushroom with her breasts, just like he liked.
– Did you see all this? The death of the archmage, the murderer... – the lunar creature darkened. And not just from the memories of the attack.
- I’m bored here, and I have to stay until tomorrow 🙁 I’d rather play cards with you, or something else 😉
—There you go! —Asmidul rejoiced, finally finding someone who understood. —You probably read in the latest newspaper about the slave traders? It’s terrible that such things are happening in our Asuguh. Monsters are one thing, they are monsters after all, but for people to behave like this as guests... Everyone keeps talking about the safety of travel, but I’m now going on a mission for Nitra, and I’m not so sure about that anymore... By the way, about the mission, would you agree to help me? I need to interview the local residents of each city in the kingdom, and you are one of the few locals I know...
- Thank you.
Erika, as usual, put the mushroom on her shoulder and also headed towards the city.
What time should she arrive at the city? If she makes it to the transport station by 6:00 PM, then she’ll go there. If not, I’ll think about it.
- Really? It flew by. It felt long, but in reality, it was like going to the store and back. Let’s rest a bit, since we have time, - the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, - she takes off her jacket. - I can give you a massage, a friend taught me once - it removes all fatigue in an instant. I’ll also tell you a funny story, it just came to mind.
- Go ahead, I’m listening, but if it’s not funny, you owe me 200 push-ups, haha.