Злобный Ящур
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The old man smirked. A normal expression on his face was completely impossible for him.
“Well, you’re quite naive, newbie! You're so smart, yet you believe in the possibility of changing your appearance by emptying a bottle,” Cir chuckled. “But you are right about one thing. I used to be an alchemist. I didn’t achieve anything and they kicked me out. My profound knowledge of everything in the world is the result of a close friendship with the wise men of our Clan.”
The old man innocently blinked his eyes.
- Okay, ol'... "brother-novice," it was nice talking to you. I think I'll go to the library and guess at the history of our world. Ideally, I should first learn it from intelligent books, but for some reason, they only allow reading one book per day. But there are no restrictions on brawls. And whores too. That's where justice lies, brother-novice, don't you think?
With nothing else to do, Aristarkh goes to try his luck in the quiz...
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