Heroist
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Leader Asmidul and assistants Kamistella/Linshi arrive at the "Light of Sizki." It is now lunchtime, and they find the sought-after Genz in the dining hall, where two other individuals cursed by the Black Knight are also present. Although they feel somewhat better, they are still being fed easily digestible food, and today it is mashed potatoes with boiled chicken fillet and boiled carrots.
Curious; after so many weeks, there were no matches, but in the hospital, there are three right away. Could it be that all the patients came here complaining of nightmares and red spots? That would be quite logical; it is unlikely that anything more serious has happened to them in their lives.
The young man shivered under the gaze of the mushroom sorceress; if Linshi was distinguished by her harmless love for psychology, Kamistella could casually break into someone else's home, but this one looked like someone who would happily blow your head up like an overripe watermelon for an overdue debt. All that remained was to hope that at least the young men would show some reason.
"I wonder where their mushroom companions have gone?"
The dialogue that had been planned in his head was no longer relevant, so all that remained was to improvise. First, he addresses Erika and Ushumgall, so that random people don't overhear:
—Hello. My name is Asmidul, and this is Linshi and Kamistella. I apologize for interrupting your meal and treatment, but the matter is urgent. Can we talk in private? It concerns the deadly curse of the Black Knight, which you and we are currently under.
Finding the shinobi hidden in the shadows, he approached the table:
—Good day. Genz, right? My name is Asmidul, and over there is Linshi; you probably remember her from your meeting at the theologians' guild. Sorry to bother you. It's about the Black Knight, or rather, his curse. I would like you to listen to what we have found out. Regardless of future actions, everyone who has been hit by him should know how much danger they are in.
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