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Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

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-"I don't need to be "sucked off." And nothing else "in that spirit" either. I've had my fill of one bitch... But as for the rest... We and our brothers are opening a new "holy place" here for you. Instead of yours... Only there will be preaching, not these "mind cleansing" sessions of yours. I hope there's a kitchen and a toilet, and everything else... There will be work, in short. Does that suit you?
-- Do you have toilets and kitchens in your churches?! You're really weird.
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- But how can you guarantee that all of this won't go against me?
-- I'm terrified of you, is that not enough of a guarantee?
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- Stealing, you say? Did you steal your own ear too? Remember - no stealing, except on my direct orders, got it?! And if there is an order, it will only be in exceptional cases. Because stealing is evil!
-- You got caught and they took it away. So don't remind me, I don't want to lose another one.
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- 27, you say? Is that true? - the question is addressed to Raoul?
-- Seems like it. And he looks very much like it.
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- Gita, that's you. I'm Voldemar. But for you - Lord Voldemar. Or just "Lord." Got it?
-- You can be a god-emperor if you want, I don't care.
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- Well, I turned her into nothing. Not even a charred skeleton remained. So, how is it? Do you "respect" me? - Voldemar burst out laughing sarcastically.
-- Very much, -- the witch replies seriously. -- Now all the slums respect you, even after the first skirmish. Listen, I'm being honest with you, let me ask you one question and you answer me honestly: we believe that your fire doesn't send people to the Void, but makes your soul burn somewhere underground until the end of the world. Is that true?
From what Voldemar could hear and read, the church fathers did not come to a definitive answer to this question, but almost all agree that the souls of the unrighteous are indeed absorbed by the earth -- because due to the absence of Fire, they cannot ascend.
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- Give her something. - Voldemar asked the guards.
-- It's not allowed, but we've come to respect your people after that night... Let me give you my flask, and you give me a silver coin for a new one?

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Having watched the last battles, Cassius, who had received a good beating, approached Amalia.
- The tournament is over. There are no special prizes, as it turns out. And now, to the bathhouse. Then we need to visit a couple of places.
-- According to yesterday's schedule, sir? -- Amalia asks, clearly hoping for some beer.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers