—That’s why you shouldn’t trust the Calcite merchants. —Asmidul remarked for the second time that day. —So, I’m selling the first list for twenty… How about you, aren’t you worried about the business? On the one hand, demand will increase now, but on the other hand, the undead are right next door...
- If you know what you’re doing and aren’t afraid of what’s happening around you, there’s nothing to worry about, my young hero.
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- Uh, yeah, that happened. Zibaba, - he straightened up with some difficulty, introducing himself with a name he would never want to say again. - I thought it would go better, but that Scar just crushed me. It was like he didn’t have a weapon, but a door on a stick. So, this is what your style looks like, - he glances at her weapon belt. - Not quite what I’m used to. Something exotic?