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After the wake was over, Abigail decided to visit "Elsor's Books" again. She had finished reading "Tribes of Ashia" during her search for mineral deposits, and now, having replenished her purse with shiny astras, the girl felt a strong urge to spend them on another book.
Checking the selection for any new arrivals, Dissen, to her disappointment, found that only the second volume of "Sisters of Reima" was left. The first volume was likely already sold out.
"Good day," the warrior greeted Elsor as she approached the counter, "would you happen to know if it's necessary to read the first part of 'Sisters of Reima' before reading the second?"
-And that's true! As they say, some get a bagel, and others get the hole from the bagel, right? Here, take this – he gave her two coppers – "for a tip," as they say in Menas. At least have a snack somewhere. If the waitress doesn't react particularly (like, she doesn't start crawling under the table and such), Ronard goes to his room, waits for the evening, checks the main hall of the tavern, and if there are no interesting people there, he goes to the slums, being careful not to fall into an ambush by thugs.
Ronard's очередной visit to the slums turned out to be quite unusual, similar to the previous one – again, strange people in armor, but without their commander, are taking someone away with them. Morning
The sergeant calmly observed the tricks of the hysterical prisoner. "Yes, yes, we already understand that none of you like this bastard," he thought with a sigh. - Mekriy, what about them? Besides the visible wounds? - Helmut asked the healer and returned to the prisoner. - How long ago did he leave, and what did he look like? Is he the leader? Is he the one who chained you? Do you have any idea where he went? Can you roughly sense it? so, what about the chain?
It was not possible to remove the chains without a key, but since they were attached to the wooden floor, it was possible to free the prisoners with brute force. - They survived the shock, that's why they're so weak, - the healer replied, - but it's nothing fatal. - The leader? Probably... The others obeyed him. He left a couple of days ago. He looked like you, big and scary.
Ronard's очередной visit to the slums turned out to be quite unusual, similar to the previous one – again, strange people in armor, but this time without their commander, are taking someone away with them.
How many are there?
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
"I've never seen a more wretched city in my life," thought Ronard. "And I thought I'd seen it all. Well, I'll probably regret this, but I want to understand what's going on here." Taking cover in the shadows, Ronard fires his crossbow at one of the guards.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
- Well, that's good, - the sergeant nodded to the healer. - They broke, and they'll recover; humans are resilient creatures. "I know that much." - Did he say anything about his or their plans? Maybe one of his lackeys mentioned something?... Hey, give me a hand, but don't bring the house down, - Helmut gestured to Julius to help pry off the board. - You have a small house here; you must have heard something. By the way, how were you kidnapped? And how long ago? The soldier paused for a moment, looking into the tired woman's eyes. - I understand that I'm asking a lot of questions, but it's important, and it's in your best interest. Try to remember, uh... Villa? If I'm not mistaken.
Pilas The city of Girion Grimm, thanks to the mountains and high walls, was better protected than even Silvergard, but compared to the latter, its size and population were not impressive. Everything was mixed together here, and there were no distinctions between the aristocracy and the common people. Travelers were greeted by the "Abyss" tavern and training grounds – a large outdoor area dedicated to military training. The city guard building and Girion Grimm's Castle stood side by side. And, of course, the arena, located in the very center of the city, was striking. Here and there, rich and poor houses could be seen, but the traveler was unlikely to care about them.
— Good day, — approaching the counter, the warrior greeted Elsor, — can you tell me if it is necessary to read the first part of "The Sisters of Reima" before reading the second?
— Both books are part of the same series, so yes, it is advisable to read the first one before starting the second. Unfortunately, the text of the first book needs to be revised, and all old copies must be replaced with new ones, which I haven't had time to do yet.
Hiding in the shadows, Ronard shoots an arbalest at one of the guards.
- Well, that's good, - the sergeant nodded to the healer. - They will heal as they broke, a man is a resilient creature. "I know that" - Did he say anything about his or their plans? Maybe someone from his entourage mentioned something?.. Hey, give me a hand, but don't bring the house down, - Helmut gestured to Julius to help break the board. - You have a small house here, you must have heard something. By the way, how were you kidnapped? And how long ago? The soldier momentarily distracted himself from his task and looked into the eyes of his tired interlocutor. - I understand that I am asking many questions, but this is important, and it is in your best interest. Try to remember, uh... Villa? If I'm not mistaken.
The girl nodded. — They wanted to leave here, I don't know when, but soon. The leader said that there was no one left to hunt here. Julius breaks the board and partially frees the captives — now they could move, but the chain still dangled behind them. — How were you kidnapped... No, I can't remember.
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