🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- If there's some scoundrel involved in this, depriving relatives, friends, and the entire Asuguh of beautiful foreign women with large breasts, green eyes, and long golden hair, then he doesn't deserve to breathe the same air as me, - Genza declares in a low voice, with deadly seriousness and restrained anger, staring at her for a few seconds. Shaking off the vague feeling he got from this, he snaps his fingers and straightens up. - Golden and dark. Okay, so it's the administration. I'll keep that in mind, although in my experience, there are usually more detached bureaucrats there than people who actually work on the land. Alright, if that's all, then I'm leaving, I've been here for hours.
Looking around, he points his finger at a random spot in the middle of the darkness:
- Am I going the right way?