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"Hey, where are you going???" Erika wanted to shout to Ushumgall, who was running away, but he turned out to be faster... Count Orlov
-- It's a pity to miss out on the fun, right? That very nerdy coward, that rat-like offspring, that vile dog of the regime. We flew to Shin on gliders, slaughtered the Felicianians, and blew up the Stronghold.
"Yeah, fun... So, you flew to Shin... The Stronghold is completely "closed" now, I see... And Ginza escaped, right? What a hero!!! Ha-ha..." Count Orlov
They're sleeping soundly in the wall. The soldiers have their quarters there.
"Ah... then it's okay..." Count Orlov
Lampre is still looking for his Air,
"Ah... That lady from the book... Air... Air... Erika, ugh... Isn't one lady on a shield enough for you? Now you want another one from the book..." Count Orlov
she almost killed us, but Genza talked him out of it. Now he's traveling with us. Does he miss the crazy stuff? He's somewhere in Sugara now.
"Really? He took on everyone by himself? Is he some kind of sorcerer? Genza "talked him out of it"? I see... Wait... What Genza??? Oh, you probably meant Ginza... What??? Ginza talked him out of it? Then he ran away himself and left you with this madman??? And you brought him here??? You guys are something else... No way... I have no desire to miss crazy people..." Count Orlov
And if all this excites you... you're always welcome in the glorious sixty-ninth.
"What is he talking about??? He must have had too much to drink..."
Erika stood there for a moment, thought about it, and headed along the route: transport station -> horse -> Sizki...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).