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Following with his eyes the incomprehensible movements between the former Stronghold rivals, he returns to the conversation:
- Come on, "John." My life has turned out such that I have many names and nicknames; sometimes I feel that, looking in the mirror, I might forget the original. But those I chose for myself, according to my heart. ...That "greedy" pawnshop owner always undervalues things excessively. Otherwise, how would he stay in business? - John Zibaba ibn Abbas, who knows the situation in Ruzaniel firsthand, rubs his forehead. He gathers his thoughts, trying to somehow convincingly rephrase it, but it's not very easy with an intelligence of 1 and without specialized education, so he decides to say it as it is. - Maybe you think I bet on that guy to make a profit. To throw coins around and catch admiring glances from women, to sip cactus smoothies on the way to the casino. I wish it were that way - to live with my mistakes and successes, to work in the mine, to relax in a bar, a wonderful story. These pups hanging around me - I know them. And I have to drag them by the scruff of the neck across the desert and return them safe and sound. The sands are harsh and require special treatment, but the local merchant is also incredibly greedy. Besides, I still don't know what happened to the girl. So, my answer is simple - to survive myself and not let them perish.