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–... – ... – ... Time will tell... But you are right about one thing... The main thing is to survive... – ... – ... Otherwise, you won't be able to find out how this whole story ends... By the way, do you know why Argos decided to put me in charge?... It's a strange decision... Author
– What?! – Camistella exclaimed in righteous anger. – This is clearly the work of intelligent zombies from some Haranian witch! I don't know, of course, why she needed a dairy farm deep in the rear of Asuguh, but it's very much in the spirit of Sariosa. I'm so sorry... And what happened to the infector?
– As far as I know, he has been isolated... Author
– Well, then I think everything is fine, after all, our king always keeps his word. – Picking up the bucket, putting the trash away, and zipping up the bag, he throws the strap over his shoulder and sighs with relief. – So, the Temple is the Temple. It's only an hour's journey by diligence... And you know what, let me escort you. These are unusual times, you can handle bandits yourself, but who knows what might come into the heads of the tense locals or guards. And we can chat along the way.
– Oh, how kind of you! Thank you very much. – The samurai agrees to the escort. – And what kind of mission are you on that might bring you to the Islands? Of course, if it's not a secret that my ears are not worthy to hear.
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