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Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Tiberius woke up and went in search of the captain.
Tiberius woke up and went to look for the captain.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
"But you know, I had an idea about that," he continued after a short pause. "The addiction that many people have to this stuff could actually work to our advantage, just listen! In this port, medilia can be bought almost for a pittance, in large quantities. But just imagine the demand for it in the countries of the Confederation. I assure you, huge sums of money are being made on this market right now! Well, and I was thinking..." Tiberius hesitated. "Since we're already docked in the Halekhid port, maybe we should take advantage of the opportunity? We'll buy medilia cheaply and sell it in the next port. There are people like this Arkil everywhere, especially where this potion is prohibited. They will be willing to pay thousands of setars for each bottle. And we won't lose anything! With the death of this elemental mage, our chances of getting caught in a storm and sinking have already increased significantly, so we won't lose anything. But if we succeed, we'll become incredibly rich. I'm sure," the mage finished his speech, "among the other crew members, there will be those who will gladly agree with my idea. And you, captain, just give your consent. Admit it, it's a great idea, isn't it?"
- What do you see? - he asked Tiberius.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
-Potatoes, Captain. - Tiberius replied, confused.
The captain put the Medlia fruit back, gathered the potatoes, and tied up the bag. Then he led Tiberius out of the cargo hold and returned to his cabin to finish his rum.
Added 4 minutes later
I had this thing enabled from the very beginning: they sell corpses to the Halekhids and buy Medlia, which they then sell to the Hysteos. That's how it is.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

В тихой однообразной жизни всегда так бывает: каждый отдельный день бесконечно долог, но месяцы и годы мчатся с непостижимой быстротой.
I wanted to offer you some flowers, but a crown would suit a princess like you much better
Смысл жизни в том, что жизнь на тебе не заканчивается
I'm ready to move on.