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—This is a useful invention. It will definitely come in handy,” Asmidul nodded, just in case, expecting to be asked for money. “So, about this pendant... How did you find it, as you say? I didn't quite catch the specific moment in your story.
—And secondly... You mentioned 'numerous' victims. Does that mean you've already managed to identify or contact other unfortunate people, besides your companion and today's 'stabbed guy,' am I right?
—The knight dropped it when he killed him, and I decided to keep it so that the only clue about the villain wouldn't disappear, like other evidence of his existence and guilt. As for the victims, you're right; you and my acquaintance aren't the first to suffer from his sword. Unfortunately, the others either failed my trust test or preferred to believe that their encounter with the knight was just a dream, and I'm crazy. So, for now, you're the only one I can cooperate with. I'm sorry that my communication skills weren't enough to convince them of the righteousness of our common cause. So, if it's not too much trouble, I would like you to take this device and the pendant and simply pay attention to his reaction when you travel around the country. Meanwhile, I will continue to gather a team and other information. Oh, almost forgot, if you don't have money for the road, I can share some. I managed to save up some money, although I heard that traveling around the country is now free, so maybe it won't be needed. In any case, I hope for your help, Asmidul.
“Of course, that’s what we’ll do, but first, let’s organize all the information. ” He waited patiently for the end of the sentence, which was long enough to make even the most esteemed Zimivian classical writers envious. “Other victims. Was there anything that connected them? Gender, age, nationality? This will help us find a pattern in the Knight’s victims, if there is one. And, I apologize for dredging up memories… How much time passed between the attack on you and your companion and the ‘execution’ of the curse? Try to remember; it might be important.”
On the way to the Ushumgall administration, a group of thugs, a gang of five, surrounded him.
- Hey, old man, are you lost?
- What old man? Are you blind?
- Never mind... Let's just say, brother, it's like this: my feet are freezing, and your cloak would really help me if it were on the floor of my house.
- Heh heh.
- Help me out, okay?
Added 52 seconds later Arriving at the hospital, Erika confirms that there are no magical or supernatural traces there.
Added 2 minutes later Happy Life
- John Smith, - he greets and prepares for the start.
- So, you're a foreigner? Cool. I've been overseas a lot too. Or rather, ON the sea. - The cheeks of the opponent, who was still relaxed and not ready for the start of the fight, suddenly turned red with embarrassment. - I used to be a pirate, heh heh.
—Of course, that is exactly what we will do, but first, let us organize all the information properly. —he waited with effort for the end of a sentence whose length could be envied by Zimivian classical writers. —Other victims. Was there anything uniting them? Gender, age, nationality? This will help us find the logic in the Knight's victims, if any exists. And one more thing, forgive me for tormenting your memories... Approximately how much time passed between the attack on you and your companion and the "execution" of the curse? Try to remember; this could be important.
Linshi presses her palm to her face. - Forgive me, only now, after listening to you, did I realize that I should have added a survey for collecting personal data to my test; it would really help us now, and how on earth did I not think of this? I am ashamed of my lack of quick-wittedness, but fortunately, I have their photographs. As for the time passed, I don't remember exactly, but it feels like perhaps exactly a year or thereabouts. Anyway, let's take a look at the photographs.
Examining the photographs of other victims shows that the only uniting element was their age—all were approximately the same age as Asmidul himself, although this man looked slightly older than the others.
Added after 4 minutes Count Orlov
Ushumgallu draws Tevt and points it at his little brother. -- I can chop off your hand like a thief, or your head like a brigand; take your pick.
- ... - ... - ... - ... - You know what, I've changed my mind—keep the carpet. It's dirty anyway; I'd get tired of washing it. Let's go, boys. The street urchins quickly vanish from the scene.
- It's noticeable. Especially with "Thunderstorm," - perhaps a foreign specialist might add that sooner or later, the universe will take note of such openness, and he risks getting stabbed in the back, but who was he to lecture anyone?
-- Losers... They were all scared of five guys. If it were our guys, from Kalcit, we would at least have cut each other up.
Disappointed, Ushumgallu continues on his way.
Soon, he reaches his destination. Although not to the same extent as in Ninamiate, the administration of Ruzaniel was under siege by the townspeople, who bombarded its employees with numerous questions. Nevertheless, Ushumgallu had no problem finding a place to sleep.
-- Those rats in a barrel, praise the three goddesses, I'm not in Dungeon, otherwise, I probably would have lost it. Patience, guys.
Ushumgall sleeps until morning, or maybe even until noon, because the flow of time has lost its strictness. And when he wakes up, he goes to a restaurant; his stomach is already aching after such hungry trips.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- That's noticeable. Only with "Groza," - perhaps a foreign specialist could add that sooner or later, the universe will take note of such openness and he risks getting stabbed in the back, but who was he to teach anyone.
- Thank you for the compliment, John. But not with "Groza," my ship was called "Laughing Unlucky." - Tylo Bocchi thought dreamily. - And you know what, I don't know if it's seasickness or some kind of curse that struck me. Now, not only can I not sail the sea, but as soon as I step on board, I immediately feel sick, I have no strength, and I don't even want to live. For a man of the sea, it's like cutting off a bird's wings.
AuthorLinshi presses her palm to her face. - Forgive me, only now after listening to you did I realize that I should have added a survey for collecting personal data to my test; it would be very helpful to us right now. How did I not think of this before? I am ashamed of my lack of quick-wittedness, but fortunately, I still have their photographs. As for how much time has passed, I don't remember exactly, but it feels like probably exactly a year or thereabouts. Anyway, let us look at the photographs.
Examining the photographs of other victims shows that the only unifying element was their age — all were approximately the same age as Asmidul himself, although this man looked slightly older than the others.—Fine... I mean, not fine. Our time is running out. Although in your case, I can make a bold conclusion that the curse did not affect you after all. —having committed to memory the faces of the unfortunate souls from the photographs, the erudite puts his notebook into his breast pocket. —I met the last one at the university exit.
Sighing heavily, he continues: —Linshi, since we have decided to build our cooperation on mutual trust, allow me to speak directly. If we truly want to "deal" with this threat, any extra hands will not go amiss. Your entry screenings would be well-suited if we were assembling a group against a criminal syndicate or something of that sort, but here we are dealing more with a natural disaster than with human nature. The people who come here must know what danger they are in, and that mass hallucinations of the same black knight cannot exist. Let the further decision on how to proceed remain theirs, but we have no moral right to hide the truth from future victims, nor to deprive ourselves of any help or information. In this situation, qualities of personality and character take a back seat. Do you agree?
"Well, a knight is a knight... There are plenty of them in the world... Black, red, green...", - Erika didn't pay any attention, having read the announcement.
Then she went to the artisans' guild. As always, there was an "expertise check" before entering.
Added 6 minutes later And when will the followers of the "lady of the sea" learn to breathe underwater? Previously, it seemed to be at faith level 4, but now?
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
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