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— Welcome to the ultimate gambling den, folks! I haven't seen you before, but you don't look like newcomers to the capital – you have the eyes of seasoned players. But where are my manners? Have a seat. I'm Kawakami Ryunosuke, and I'm glad to meet you.
— Likewise. I'm Jack. — Joe. The one-eyed man remained silent. — And this gloomy gentleman hasn't been called by name in a long time, — Jack replied for him. — We've visited this city before, but last time we didn't have the chance to visit this place, which is a shame... Well, let's start with a drink to lift our spirits, and then we'll see if luck will be on our side today.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Alright, let's have a drink first, something to lift our spirits, and then we'll see if luck is on our side today.
The trio was served a clear liquid with a very strong aroma in oriental vessels for serving and drinking alcohol. — This drink is amazing, only for the best guests.
- Can you tell me more about the tasks? Who was killed? Where were the paintings stolen from?
— You'll have to get the information about the investigation from Police Chief Rechtir Aymosor. As for the paintings, they were stolen from the Imperial Military Academy. You can get more details from civil servant Castor L. Celena. As far as I know, he has the day off today, but he shouldn't mind your visit.
Melissa ordered coffee.
After the waitress left, Minos began to explain the details of his problem. — You know how to handle a weapon, right? I think so, otherwise Tiella wouldn't have sent you to me. So listen, here's what I need from you: I want to teach a scoundrel a lesson, but I might not be able to do it myself, so I need help. It's not the cleanest or most pleasant job, but I'll pay well—if everything goes as planned, I'll pay ten thousand Rumis, five in advance. Right away—no delays.
Killing sounds more interesting, but it would be fun to meet Tselena. Which option do you prefer? And what about our characters, did you meet them before, or will we introduce them now?
– Are we already among the best guests? – Joe smiled, while One-Eye had almost finished his first glass.
– Tell me more about your establishment and its capabilities, – Jack turned the vessel in his hand, sniffed the drink, and took a sip. – The rumors are varied, but the only reliable information always comes from the source.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
— We are happy to welcome everyone who has money and needs it... I offer the opportunity to play for stakes, lend money, and, in addition, provide a rare chance to enjoy the thrill.
- Eh?.. I was really hoping it would be something interesting, and at least somewhat clean. But it's just politics, politics, politics. Are there really no other problems in your area? Can't things be resolved with words or directly with money? - Nano sighed disappointedly and lowered her head. - And let me clarify right away - Tiella didn't send me. She said she didn't know the details of the request, so I decided on my own to blindly help our good partner and colleague. She took a sip of espresso, sighed again, and then energetically shrugged her shoulders. - Okay, let's do this. I know how to shoot, but I'm not the type to go around slashing passersby for a pittance. Tell me about your friend and clarify the extent of his wickedness, and then I'll decide whether or not to take the job.
My activity will be rather low until Monday. Fortunately, I won't be holding anyone back. Simizu-chan was glad to get out of the wilderness, even if it was just to another wilderness. This promised that she would soon be given some task that (as she habitually muttered to herself) should be, after all, a good one. She couldn't work too much; she couldn't go back to the task of cleansing her heart. But for now, they were being pursued by dangers and misfortunes for absolutely no reason. Nothing new, though.
— I suggest we leave him here and move on, — Sawano Keiji offered this idea quite calmly, but he probably expected that this simple phrase, despite the intense cold, would ignite a fierce fire within the group. — Think about what you're saying and what you're suggesting, — Tachiki Rikiya clearly couldn't accept this option, — we'll leave him here, he'll die! — Besides, due to the storm, our visibility is very limited, and the only thing we can rely on without a guide is to move blindly, — added Iguchi Katsuhiko. — Well, we'll move blindly, but with a load on our backs, — Keiji replied in the same calm tone. — With a COMRADE on our backs, — Kawahara Ren corrected him. — It's up to you. At least it's not just a heavy burden, but a hot one. Perhaps its high temperature will help us not to freeze to death when we're drowning in the snow, ha-ha. — I'll shove these words back down your throat. Tachiki Rikiya couldn't restrain himself and reached for his weapon; Keiji responded in kind.
Suppressing the desire to attack both brainless brawlers at once, so that the others wouldn't be tempted to do the same, Tsukiko stepped into the space between them. — Enough! The death of any of us will reduce the chances of the rest of us surviving. My proposal is this: whoever is willing to carry him, let them carry him in turns. Until they get tired. We'll do what we can; if we can't save Ito, then... What can we do? But we'll try. I also believe that it's more important for us to find shelter and make a fire than to reach the base. To warm up, warm up Ito, and wait out the storm. Do you agree?
-- Perhaps that's true. But for people like us, who are quite far removed from the popular competitions of today, guessing and making informed bets has very little chance of success. And as you rightly pointed out, there's a lack of spectacle – it lacks dynamism, tension, and excitement.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- Alright, let's do it this way. I know how to shoot, but I'm not the type to go around hacking up passersby for a measly sum. Tell me about your friend and clarify the extent of his wickedness, and then I'll decide whether or not to take the job.
— No one needs to be hacked, at least not without necessity. As for the scoundrel I'm talking about, he's a man I've been friends with for many years. One day, he asked me for a large sum of money, and I, as a good friend should, agreed. However, you can't even imagine how outraged he was when I asked him to officially certify his debt to me... He said, how can you demand such a thing from a friend. Anyway, as you can guess, he didn't return the money to me. I went to court, and they granted my claim, but nothing happened after that. He and his associates in a group known in certain circles as "Mistral" are growing marijuana somewhere in the forests of Akkerwald, and the police still haven't held them accountable. They explain this by saying that they are very busy right now, but this only confirms their uselessness. What I want us to do is burn down his profitable fields.
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-- Enough! The death of any of us will reduce the chances of the rest of us surviving. My proposal is this: whoever is willing to bear the burden, let them bear it in turn. Until they get tired. We'll do what we can, and if we can't save Ito, then... What can we do? But we'll try. I also think that it is more important for us to find shelter and make a fire than to reach the base. To warm up, warm up Ito, and wait out the storm. Do you agree?
— The samurai of Nihon must be responsible for his words, and as long as Savano Keiji wears this katana at his side and uses the martial arts of our country, I cannot close my eyes to his dishonorable behavior! As a warrior and as a man, I will not tolerate this!!! — Tachiki Rikiya was beside himself. — If you are willing to stand up for him, then very well, I will accept your challenge, even though you are a woman!
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-- Perhaps. But for people like us, who are quite far from the popular competitions of today, it is very difficult to guess and make informed bets. And you yourselves rightly pointed out the lack of spectacle - it lacks dynamics, tension, and excitement.
— Unfortunately, that's true, but what can we do? Maybe we should play something?
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