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Thiollas still decided to go to the village alone, which he did, completing all the necessary paperwork.

-I see, this is a reliable plan. Listen, are you by any chance a local? What's the word on the street? Is there some kind of epidemic in the city? Is it safe to walk around?

- Hello, are you an alchemist?

Before heading to the Stream, Lyroy stopped by the "Happiness in a Bottle" shop, where he bought potions of accuracy and evasion (if they worked on him, that is) and inquired about the local necromancers.

-- So, the mayor's estate, right? Is anyone there right now?

- He chose a good location for his estate, - the elf smiled and released the servant's hand.
Having no more questions for the servant, Cenira completely switched her thoughts to the monster. Having a little more information than just the description "a monster that lives in the lake," she tried to remember the types of creatures she knew that fit the mayor's description.

- So that's how it is. Damn it, - the mercenary was very upset. - And, by the way, have you happened to see a guy in spiky armor, about two meters tall, around here?

- Yes, I am an alchemist and a traveling healer. Hearing about you, I couldn't pass by. Please tell me more about the disease. What are its symptoms, how do people get infected, was there anything unusual before the epidemic started - everything you think is necessary, any detail may be useful to me.

- Hmm, I have no idea.

- Finally! Half the village fell ill in a single day! Let's go to the patients. Take a look at them, and you'll see for yourselves.

The shopkeeper frowned.
- There is one, a woman... but it's best not to get involved with her. She doesn't have a very good reputation. But if you want, I'll give you her address. Just don't tell anyone I gave it to you!