Happy Life
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What a pity that the dried кыстыбые ran out yesterday, but even worse, I don't know where to go specifically.
Disguised: donning the bushiest beard and mustache he had, wrapping himself in a cloak to hide his armor and the sword at his waist, and putting his helmet in a bag, Siegfried hobbled down the street, leaning on a branch and kicking cow dung. Several weeks had passed since he set out on this adventure, and upon reaching the imperial settlement, he suddenly lost his enthusiasm. Some children, laughing joyfully and kicking up dust, ran past, and Siegfried slapped the last one on the head and spat in his back.
- Damn brats! - he shook his stick in the air.
Nothing interesting was happening, and sweat was streaming down his body.
I need to cool off, he headed towards the well.
Disguised: donning the bushiest beard and mustache he had, wrapping himself in a cloak to hide his armor and the sword at his waist, and putting his helmet in a bag, Siegfried hobbled down the street, leaning on a branch and kicking cow dung. Several weeks had passed since he set out on this adventure, and upon reaching the imperial settlement, he suddenly lost his enthusiasm. Some children, laughing joyfully and kicking up dust, ran past, and Siegfried slapped the last one on the head and spat in his back.
- Damn brats! - he shook his stick in the air.
Nothing interesting was happening, and sweat was streaming down his body.
I need to cool off, he headed towards the well.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
