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-- Yes, it's me, -- Ushumgallu tried very hard not to show his dislike, although those glasses and the feminine outfit with an exposed belly and covered breasts practically begged for him to shout out loud. But the fact that he was looking at more than just papers was still a plus, and Kingalud's son relaxed slightly. -- Well, I was about fourteen years old, my uncle raised me, and then he sent me to Asuguh – education, free housing, all that. In fact, I received housing and basic education there, and I also met Sir Kir. He was something between a great hero, a mentor, and just a loyal servant of Asuguh. We wandered together through the country for a long time, and then this fuss with the undead began, along with your tournament. Well, my friends from Faris and I decided to participate, not just because Sir Kir trained us. To show ourselves, to see Shina, right? And then this scoundrel got in my way; I swear by the three goddesses, this man had no honor or reason. I had to stand up for the robbed people, and I beat him up.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers