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While a couple of ambush companions were busy setting up traps, Rurek paced around the house, casting worried glances at Barley and the Kizuna family. He was definitely afraid of the cheesemaker's successful escape. Very afraid. Fortunately, that didn't happen.
"I must admit, this is a good outcome," the sorcerer said shortly after the team reunited. "Not the best, but not bad either. A dead cheesemaker won't be stirring up trouble in our city. Hey! Watch out!"
Barley's life was almost cut short on a sad note. Cheesemakers! Mischief everywhere, nastiness everywhere! Traps! Murder weapons! No mercy for the cheesemakers!
"Maybe there was a way to disarm it safely..." Rurek said, noticing yet another flaw in the cheesemakers' trap design. "Otherwise, how did the cheesemaker read these letters? Or write them... Never mind, everyone's alive. Don't drag it out, Barley. What does it say?"
"Bring Svarga's pies and some Ikazkan beer. Act secretly. If someone spots you, I'll kill you!" (Kaen)
Ah, if only the cheesemakers did something other than evil deeds!