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Some time later, Hataright and Dorian pass through the doors of a perfectly ordinary human house and find themselves in an equally ordinary room, where nothing attracted attention. Among the living beings present were a middle-aged man and, presumably, his wife and children. Upon the arrival of the guests, the latter silently withdrew.
- This is Kizun, - Hataright stated bluntly. - I told you about him. - Mr. Hataright, Mr. Dorian, you and your friends have caused us quite a bit of trouble.
—Te-he, that's true! ☺️ You have good intelligence! But don't think anything of it, we just got the locations mixed up by mistake, it happens! We were just going to chat and maybe become friends... Who knew that raids, crashes, and harassment would begin! There are so few civilized non-humans, they are all seething with anger towards our people. —Dor said guiltily, spreading his hands. —We wanted to resolve things peacefully and continue with the main task, you probably have more information than the locals. But now, nothing can be done. If we need to answer for the group's mistake, I'm ready to take responsibility. For everyone except the dark elf and the two treefolk. I don't want to take the hit for them, and it would be mutual.