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Roselia’s words impressed the deputy.

“To success and glory for our upcoming expedition!” Corvis made a toast. “You are right. We need this victory. Otherwise, everyone will become like Skalak—dull ghosts awaiting their inevitable end. You know, Roselia, you remind me of a fox. No, not a snow fox. But another kind of fox. A magnificent, elevated one! I would even say an imperial fox.”

The deputy drained another glass of icy vodus.