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- Ugh, before he even gets to us, the humans will have already bought everything up for sure! - Luciferia sighed. - He should have chosen his route more wisely, though perhaps there's no strategic point in bringing goods specifically to us. I can say little about the Crimson Sunset, but I can say something nonetheless. - The servant speaks of the enchanters in the squad. - Sonar, their commander, does this to hone his swordsmanship - human conflicts offer a great field for that, which you won't find on farms. Misanthropy hates humans more than the usual, especially free ones, and follows her inner calling, trying to destroy as many of them as possible. Kiill, as far as I know, is simply a pervert. Sharmon studies human ways and means of countering your civilization. Alanda's motives are unknown to me. I haven't heard any famous legends about their deeds, but apparently now is a great time to create new ones!
— Humans can sometimes be more cautious than they seem, especially when it comes to mysterious Sithian goods. — Alcira remarked, listening to the Sunset's backstory. — Hmm, it's commonly believed that coordinated work among your people is only possible in the name of the mistress's will. Judging by the gathered might of this squad, could that judgment be mistaken?
- Sonar had better sleep with one eye open; beyond that description, any further comments would be superfluous.
"— Work does great honor to its creator," — Ambrose nodded approvingly, having examined the sketch in detail. — "I see that the art of our homeland has found a worthy home here. Should I find a subject worthy of myself, I shall turn to you for its realization. To the Temple.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- And I was just thinking about him - the most sensible person after His Lordship. Glad we're on the same wavelength. But you know Yina too? Are you, like, a Knight fan?.. - Dawn grinned. - I can introduce you to many of them, just ask! ...unless, of course, you're going to write complaints that have nothing to do with reality. But I can tell you won't - you've got a sense of worthiness about you.
-- What's going on here? - asked Axel, genuinely not understanding the situation.
- And here you are! That's a fierce beast you've got there, - Vargas whistled at the sight of the mount. - Well, I left the lad unattended for five seconds, and a vampire-werewolf-lion-woman already robbed him, ripped off his last pair of pants. If you ask me, she could've picked fatter prey, - he shows the cardboard. - I'd have thought he was lying, but the evidence is pretty clear. Oh! And you could probably sketch a composite sketch. That would help the case.
-- What's going on here? - asked Axel, genuinely not understanding the situation.
- There you are! That's one fierce beast you've got, - Vargas whistled at the sight of the mount. - Well, I left the lad unattended for five seconds, and a vampire-werewolf-lion-woman already robbed him, stripped him of his last pair of trousers. If you ask me, she could have probably found richer prey, - he shows a piece of cardboard. - I'd think he was lying, but the evidence is pretty clear. Oh! You could probably draw a composite sketch. That would help with the case.
Hearing the story about the robbery, Axel gave Alseus a disapproving look. Not only was he a potential spy, but he was also causing trouble.
-- Hmm, this story sounds as suspicious as it possibly could. I can sketch a portrait quickly, but what will that give us? What was the purpose of robbing him? Just to rob a squire of a Deus knight? Doubtful. To distract our attention from truly important matters and waste it on pointless searches for potential robbers? More likely, especially since the robber, judging by all appearances, deliberately left the evidence.
Axel sighed. -- Tell me what the woman looked like, and I'll try to draw it.
While Alseus was reminiscing, Von Himmel noticed the guy in glasses.
-- Who is that?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
-- What's going on here? - asked Axel, genuinely not understanding the situation.
- There you are! That's a fierce beast you've got there, - Vargas whistled at the sight of the mount. - Well, I left the lad unattended for five seconds, and a vampire-werewolf-lion-woman already robbed him, ripped off his last pair of trousers. If you ask me, one could probably have found richer loot, - he shows a piece of cardboard. - I'd have thought he was lying, but the evidence is quite obvious. Oh! You could probably draw a composite sketch. That would help with the case.
Having heard the story of the robbery, Axel looked disapprovingly at Alseus. Not only is he a potential spy, but he also causes trouble.
-- Hmm, this story sounds as suspicious as possible. I can sketch a portrait quickly, of course, but what will that give us? What was the purpose of robbing him? Just to rob a knight's squire of Deus? Doubtful. To divert our attention from truly important matters and waste it on pointless searches for potential robbers? More likely, given that the robber, judging by all appearances, deliberately left evidence.
Axel sighed. -- Tell me what the woman looked like, I'll try to draw it.
While Alseus was recalling, Von Himmel noticed the guy in glasses.
-- Who's that?
- Questions that demand answers, which we will certainly find. He messed up badly. But I think if such a thing actually exists among us, then our job is to deal with it as soon as possible, and inform His Lordship that it might be a good idea to temporarily restrict the entry of migrants into the capital. - This one? Epiphanus. No, Epitselseus. Wait... epinephrine?.. Ebi... Eptsiletos! An archivist, in short. Not an easy name to hear. This is, so to speak, a passenger pursuing his dream of becoming a chronicler. That was my payment for raising the morale of the masses - though what do they have to fear? - a sigh. - Yes, yes, I know what you're going to say, but positive publicity won't hurt us, will it? Especially against the backdrop of the incredible, vile, despicable lies about His Lordship, which drive me into a rage and a desire to just... And he grumbles too much to pass for a spy. I may not trust him with my back just yet, but I respect the spirit, - with a glance, however, the knight shows the knight that he is on guard, and his knife only moans with the desire to be used for its intended purpose - should the occasion arise.
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