Граф Орлов
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Saaron looked at Hryash with resignation. In the short time they had been talking, the grenadier had managed to become a maniac and soul-eater in his eyes.
"I already tried. I sneaked into Kikki's house at night. But in the dark, I didn't notice the evil uncle in black armor! He caught me and brutally whipped me with a belt!" The boy winced. "It's too early for me to be among the rat catchers. And as for the eye-less ones... Well, I don't want tentacles in my ass! Swordsmen who experienced the embrace of the tentacles returned different! And immediately went to Kikki!"
What horror! You wouldn't wish such a fate on an enemy!
Hryash is casually assessing what his chances are of getting some involuntary donation from the guy for his mission – in other words, something to steal.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers