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the opportunity to be featured on the cover of a popular magazine

The magazine "Most Wanted Criminals of the Rhemic Empire"

I thought I would have time to spend the money :c
Halmaldir was happy with the winnings, but decided to decline the filming opportunity.

but he decided to give up on the filming.

Even together with Alaria? =/

I think you can skip me.

Yes, skip it.
The prince still owes us money, by the way.

You might laugh (or not), but this is actually Altina's superior and members of the organization from which she was demoted and sent to work in a regular police department.

Now, knowing how everything ended, it's possible that she's even glad she was demoted.

Having gathered in the dining hall in the evening around a long table, the guests were able to enjoy exquisite dishes of traditional Lythian cuisine, prepared from the finest ingredients by the best chefs specifically for this banquet. Those who had the opportunity to taste the generosity of the Eisenbachs' home for the first time felt positive changes in their mood, body tone, and so on.

Halmeldir +10 to Strength
One-Eyed +10 to Willpower
Iris +10 to Willpower
Astel +10 to Wisdom
Jail +10 to Willpower
Liria +10 to Intelligence
Rudbeks +10 to Perception
Sen +10 to Wisdom
Telas +10 to Dexterity
Iridium +20 to Willpower
Spring +10 to Strength
Winter +10 to Charisma
Summer +10 to Strength
Autumn +10 to Willpower
Leon +10 to WillpowerThe conversation itself, between the main figures of this event, might have seemed boring or simply familiar to most of the guests – the legitimate Emperor, Reima Tiary Reima, and Count Cadmium Eisenbach exchanged formalities, discussed the details of the alliance, and shared information about the general state of affairs in the country. Finally, they moved on to discussing the next, now joint, undertaking.
— I think, — continued the Count, rinsing his mouth with a new sip of red wine, — you will agree that our tasks can be divided into two categories and characterized as follows: weakening Sonata Reima and strengthening our own forces. And it is for this reason that I want to propose the release of several key figures for our plans from imprisonment.
— Oh? — The Prince showed interest. — Who could that be?
— First of all, Sarina Gillingston – the daughter of Duke Brightwin Faith Gillingston. First and foremost, I want to draw your attention to the fact that the reason for this desire is not at all in her importance as the daughter of one of the leaders of our faction.
— If I remember correctly, Sarina is one of the so-called "bearers of fragments of fate," isn't she?
— You have an excellent memory, Your Excellency. Sarina Gillingston, like our boy Leon here, possesses a very useful feature that will undoubtedly be useful to us in the future.
— Who else?
— The other two are an engineer named Minakami Hideo and a man known by the pseudonym "Doctor Daiss." I admit, I am not pleased with the idea of freeing a barbarian and a commoner while many of our comrades are under arrest by the criminal regime of Sonata Reima, however... Given the exceptional knowledge of these people in their fields of activity, they can be extremely useful to us.
— I understand that you have an idea for carrying out this plan?
— Of course, although it does contain certain... risks.
— I would like to hear the details.
— We plan to implement this by capturing the wife of Duke Larian and subsequently exchanging hostages.
— Are you in your right mind? — A shadow of indignation appeared on the Prince's face. — If that is your plan, then you can forget about overthrowing Sonata. Twaice is not the kind of person on whom such a tactic will be effective. This is a man with nerves of steel and a cold mind, devoid of any attachments... He is colder than anyone I have ever known.
— Your Excellency! — Jail intervened, trying to defuse the situation. — You are undoubtedly right, but don't you think you are overestimating your old acquaintance? After all, no matter how he is, he is just a man and is subject to the same emotions and mistakes as everyone else. Besides, the Count's plan is not reckless and does not have the audacity inherent in it – it is just an exchange, one hostage for others, and nothing more. Moreover, in this way, he will fulfill his duty as a husband and head of his house, while at the same time not betraying the interests of his country – after all, what if the release of a citizen of the empire from the hands of the enemy can be of the highest importance for one of its leaders? Not to mention that we will not demand anything radical from him, or any secret information. Just a small, very small and insignificant exchange.
— Hmm. — Tiary pondered, and then turned his gaze back to the Count. — I'm listening further.
— Telas, be so kind.
— Of course. — Telas took over the initiative of the conversation from the Count and continued to explain the essence of the upcoming matter. — Soon, Twaice and Pantalea will visit the music academy in the Tehan quarter in order to enjoy a performance by Akkerwald musicians. Given the Duke's strict schedule and his wife's homebody nature, this is truly a rare event and an equally rare opportunity for us. In the middle of the concert, when the musicians finish playing the couple's favorite piece, they will both leave the academy – Twaice will go straight to the palace, while Pantalea will most likely go home. Of course, accompanied by guards, but... At that moment, and only at that moment, we will have a chance to carry out our plan.
— Perhaps so, — agreed the Prince, — I suspect that the concentration of guards and security systems in the Larian house is extraordinarily high.
— True, so our plan is as follows: one of us will go to the concert as a spectator and will carefully, but without giving himself away, observe the couple. When the desired moment comes, he will give the signal to attack, and the rest of the participants in the operation will capture Pantalea.
— Heh, — Rudbeks intervened in the conversation, — I can hardly imagine that at a concert where such influential people are guests, they let anyone in and do not conduct a thorough inspection of visitors.
— Of course not, — replied the Count, — that is why we have done a great deal of work to obtain a fake ticket.
— It's not about the ticket, — the warrior disagreed with him again, — many of us are known to representatives of the authorities, and those of you who are well known but not yet recognized as an active supporter of the "Legacy" or the "Front" will definitely come under surveillance after the exchange, IF it is successful.
— Oh... — The Count drawled. — I admit, I am surprised by such a high level of insight from a warrior and, moreover, a commoner. But I assure you, this is not a problem. Spring.
— Yes, Your Excellency. Uh-huh-huh, — Spring got up from the table and laughed, covering his mouth, although there was no need, since his face was hidden behind a mask. — At my disposal, my dear friends, there is a very rare item that can... He-he-he, change people! Bang! And that's it! There was a person, and he disappeared, replacing himself with someone completely different. It is such a volunteer who will be our little spy, ha-haaa!

It's time for One-Eye to become Two-Eye.

/Revan, we looted a bit there and moved on, just in case./

Although she didn't place in any of the numerous Competitive events, Melissa didn't feel particularly sad. In a poor race, she could only blame herself, and in shooting, she was clearly out of her league. Nevertheless, these events reminded her of happy school days – of the competitions in the athletics club, and also of the exhausting hustle and bustle leading up to the school festival, but which brought a deep sense of satisfaction upon its completion. However, she shouldn't dwell too much on warm memories, because truly important things awaited her – preparing for and attending the Ipomea Phlox business conference. After saying goodbye to Tialla for a while, she stopped by Akeso for a quick bite. During dinner, she made a list of upcoming expenses in her notebook, and then visited several places after leaving the restaurant. Returning home, she grabbed an apple, took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and carefully checked all her equipment. The old Reinfurd revolver was, of course, more comfortable to handle and fit perfectly in her hand, but that wasn't a problem – she would get used to it quickly. Having finished everything, she left the apartment and stopped by to see some acquaintances, suggesting they spend the evening together at an interesting business training session, in the company of the most outstanding people in the country, or even the continent. After that, for the umpteenth time that day, she headed to Lycoris, to arrive by the appointed time. Corundum + discord + venus, Hephaestus 4, 40 quartz cartridges, women's business suit, mechanical watch, curry + steak + coffee - 35,400 rubles.

Walking along the imperial street, Arita suddenly decided that she had absolutely nothing to do in the "Gardens of Ikigai" at the moment. Instead, she headed to the coordination center for the supporters of Sonata Realm and requested an audience with Alice Dimlight. The coordinator, in turn, looked questioningly at the visitor and waited for her to finally speak.

It's not very pleasant when you are controlled from the outside. Now I have to guess what Usami wants. I suppose she will use me as a saboteur. Well, at least I'll still be one of the poorest.
-Good day, Alice! I would like to know if there is any work that I could do for the Empire?

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And how can she say she has nothing to do? She still hasn't figured out what that talisman they gave her is!

At the appointed time, Nano, Meretta, Denim, Nickel, and Beretta met with the director of Windemiatrix, Amber Gainsborough.

After briefly greeting them and answering some basic questions, she tried to quickly and efficiently brief the new security personnel on the situation.

- This is a schematic map of the building where the meeting will take place. The location for the dialogue between Ipomeia Flox and Carmine Vermilion is marked with the letter "A". Presumably, only they two will be present there, but I allow for the possibility that Pulcherima Vermillion, the king's sister, may also be there. Given their extremely close relationship as brother and sister, this option is more than possible. Point "B" is the location for all other conference attendees: economists, journalists, entrepreneurs, their representatives, and everyone else interested in this meeting. "D" is the lobby and guest reception area. "E" and "F" are areas for thorough inspection of each visitor, except for high-ranking individuals – the king, his entourage, and, of course, Ipomeia Flox. "C" is a room for staff. "G" is an emergency exit used only by staff. I want you to cover as much of the building as possible and ensure maximum security.

One of the days following the shootout at "Akeso," when Elrina was visiting Alaria again, their recent acquaintance, Altina, came to see them. Apologizing for her unexpected visit, she led them to that very restaurant, disregarding social etiquette in a curious contrast. Although it was closed due to the incident, they were somehow allowed inside and even served as if it were any other day. "Hello," greeted an unfamiliar man with a rather strange appearance. As could be seen, he was drinking coffee and seemed to be indulging in pastries. He paused from his peculiar meal, wiped cream off his face with a napkin, and focused his gaze on the three of them. "I read your investigation report the other day... The result is not impressive: the work was done sloppily, the threads leading to the real culprit are broken, and the case has reached a dead end. Someone will surely become the criminal's next victim, and catching him next time will be even more difficult than this time. But there's nothing we can do about it now. I was more interested in your adventures in the city's sewers. They turned out to have no connection to the case, but you did a good job exterminating the monsters down there, almost professionally. That's what I need." "Boss," Altina waved her hand in front of his eyes. "Aren't you forgetting something?" "Oh, yes," the white-haired man stood up from the table and extended his hand forward. "Coleus Bright, head of the special department of the empire's police."

A group of undead discovers a piece of strange ore.

Alright, now Ples, Heroist Artsa, and Alex will dominate.