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- Who should we eliminate? Oh, I mean... go on, speak.
-- Excellent, comfortable clothing would be perfect for training, my lord!
Added 14 minutes later Evil Lizard
- So, how much of this "non-existence-in-life" do you need? Ah yes, you probably performed your rituals at night. A habit of getting up at noon, right?
First, go to the court physician.
The physician, a middle-aged man with short-cropped hair and a clean-shaven face, but with unusually bushy eyebrows, greets them in an extraordinarily, almost uncomfortably clean office – not a speck of dirt, not a hint of mess. If Voldemar is familiar with the latest theory that diseases are caused by incredibly small living creatures, then it is obvious that they cannot hide or survive here. Indeed, even a person feels uncomfortable, strange, and even scared here; how could any miserable, disease-causing bugs possibly be found here? -- Ah-ah-ah, Lord Voldemar! And... what's your name? Never mind. I was warned that you need help with training. So, what would you like to learn? Treating injuries, frostbite, improved medical preparations? Any other requests.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers