Before the dlanik has time to look inside, he gets hit on the head with a cane.
- What is this insolence? - The owner of the voice and the cane turns out to be a merchant of desert goods. - Since when does the royal hand reach into the pockets of its subjects?
- But...
- Don't argue! The Protector's gilded cans killed. Tell me - are they here with us in this room right now?
The dlanik sighs - apparently, he didn't want to do all this and especially get involved with boring old men.
Added 3 minutes ago
you can add them to the depleted ones right away...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).