-- Hmm... -- Ushumgallu flips through a book in search of inspiration. -- Only three entries, that's strange. I know an Erika, but it definitely isn't her. Definitely not. Okay... Maybe you should know better how to phrase this, I'm not one of the highly spiritual or particularly smart ones. I'm always especially drawn to a woman's neck, especially when it's so slender that you can wrap your hand around it, or, let's say...
"With one blow... Say it, come on! Wouldn't you like to see such a slender, delicate neck, where countless vessels, fragile bones, and a throat from which such a gentle voice usually emanates, cut in half by a blade and revealing what is hidden?!"
Ushumgallu shook his thick mane of black hair, dispelling the unwanted voice. It's just a completely random idea, I hadn't thought of anything like that before, right? Right?
"Quickly, say something... Decent."
-- And I like semi-transparent garments. That reveal almost everything, but not quite. Like some of the priestesses of Nanaia. How should I write this down?
- As far as I remember, the assignment mentioned the inhabitants of the country, not the citizens, so I think yes, it has value," the Sugarian replied confidently.
- Good. In that case, I think Asuguh made a mistake by not deciding to support Tungu; this also applies to other countries in the region and beyond. Although I understand people's reluctance to get involved in the war, such an enemy as the one coming from the west is a threat to everyone, and the sooner it is contained, the better it will be for everyone. In any case, I am ready to offer both my skills and my body for the good of this country.