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Smok.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure! That bitch has been secretly releasing slaves for a long time. I personally witnessed her sneaking into one of the prisoners' rooms at night in this very hotel and getting them past the guards.
- That's nonsense, why would she do that?
- I don't know, maybe she's working for the Dark Templars.
- First of all: anyone at school will confirm that you and LIZIA (obviously, that's the Fury's name) hate each other, so you're capable of making up any nonsense without thinking, and she feels the same way about you. Secondly: the Dark Templars are just a made-up story.
- But I'm telling you, they exist!
- Come on! "A clan of outcasts who don't recognize the laws of Malassa, free slaves, and live in the deepest caves..." Don't tell me you believe in this nonsense.
- Okay, let's not talk about that now. If you don't believe me, instead of keeping watch at night, I'll prove that she's a traitor.
- Alright. What time should we meet?
- Half past eight in the back of the hotel.
- Agreed. Bartender, what's our bill?
The conversation was specifically about Lizia. Sorry, I just forgot the name:)
It's okay, it's even more interesting...
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...