Well, after resting, you wake up, and next to you lies... KATYA OCHKARYOVA. You quickly sober up. It's just a glitch. You drank some bad brew in the tavern. Well, morning has come. You've had your fun. You were kicked out of the city because your fireworks burned down half of it. What will you do now?
Katya was silent for some reason...
- She's quiet... - I replied to the peasant looking at me with a surprised expression, on a cart with hay.
- Hey, can you give me a ride to the city? They owe me money there - I ask.
- Why not give you a ride, Elrat, our father, you meet all sorts of strange things on the road.
I jump into the cart with the mop and the axe...
A prison carriage passes by. The cart slowly drives towards the city.