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Success. Failed the awareness check.

The man falls asleep and enters a world of dreams, where all his wildest desires come true.

/ As I said to Nebka in a private message, I was still thinking about casting Hunger on the tormented dog, but never mind, I've been here long enough. /
A little later, Vikayla approached.
-- So... what now? )
-- We'll drag him through the tunnel to the ritual hall, and then we'll summon the guests.
The sorceress was a little surprised, and then she smiled knowingly.
-- Come on, you won't really do that, will you?
The cult leader just looked sadly at his assistant and waited, so Vikayla had no choice. She transformed into a half-elemental, and together they took the sleeping body.

In the main house of the cultists, Corcetus was "hanging out" with the slaves. Well, how? He was sitting in an armchair and staring at the wall. If some curious structuralist decided to read the minotaur's thoughts, it would be something like this: "Cream. Whipped cream. Is cream better or is whipped cream better? Hmm. Cream. Whipped cream. Cream is made from whipped cream. Hmm. The wall is creamy. Or is it whipped cream? Whipped cream. Plums. Cream. Plum cream."
Something clicked, a cabinet moved away from the wall, and Ellison and Vikayla came out of it.
-- Let's go, -- the leader said to the slaves.

Perhaps, if this were the first time something like this had happened, Belaroth would have been more upset, but the demon had already grown somewhat accustomed to the cynicism and cruelty of his master. Although the idea of using him as a scapegoat in line still seriously bothered the warrior. Almost as much as the thought of what other humiliating tasks might come to mind for Tarlion.

and treat women with respect.

Be friends?

But keep in mind – I won't be running around the forest, collecting herbs with my rear end in the air.

But that's part of the job....he said....

-- Women... Can you ever really promise them anything? So, what's your plan now?

Well, if there are no events, then yes. Of course, if I didn't mix up the date of the full moon.

Towards the end of his shift, in an alley, the samurai found two boys, about 10 years old. One was trying to lift the other up so he could reach a window.

- So, what's up? What? What?
- Don't squirm!
- So, what? Huh?
- Some guys are playing cards.
- Are there any girls?
- Nope(((
- Even dressed ones?
- Nope((
- Damn((
- Probably, all the naked girls are on the second floor...
- But how do we get up there?
- Unless we bring a ladder.
- Pfft, they'll spot us right away with that.

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-- Women... Can you ever promise them anything? So, what's your plan now?

- I'm thinking. Maybe I'll ask the boss for help.

Hanzo draws his sword and beheads the boys.

- Hey, you kids! - The guard sighed heavily and then yelled at the boys. - Get out of here and go spy on your moms and sisters, there's nothing to look at here.

Why are you yelling at them? Is it forbidden to peek? Is this really part of Hanzo's job description, or is it just a security guard syndrome?!
And if they pay the establishment as for a budget service, can they then peek?

Let them pay first, and then they can watch.

Hanzo draws his sword and chops off the boys' heads.

That's why they gave him a wooden sword in the first place. But he can still chase them around like a groundskeeper and whack them with that sword.

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Actually, if Hanzo were a good person, he would help the kids set up the ladder...

A true samurai is capable of decapitating an opponent even while wielding a wooden sword.

— Then lead the way! — exclaimed Maylin, releasing the feline mental entity. — I want to see where I’ll be living and working in the near future. And along the way, tell me what ingredients we need. But keep in mind – I won’t be running around the forest, gathering herbs with my rear end in the air. I don’t want to get dirty and bring back some nonsense...

The experimenters successfully reached the dormitory and were about to pass through the turnstile.

— Oh, just in time, the concierge isn’t here, — the alchemist said quietly.
— Kristoll! — an old woman’s voice sounded behind the young man and Maylin.



— I didn’t expect this from you, of all people! And so early in the morning!
— It’s not what you think.
— Of course, it’s not what I think! You think you can fool me, and I won’t notice? — the old woman looked at Maylin with disdain from head to toe. — In the name of the Creator...and you’re not even ashamed...And how much did you pay her to agree during the day?
— 100 axots. That is, NO! DAMN! IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!
— I won’t let you pass, — the old woman raised her nose, walked up to the turnstile, and began to hold it with her hand.

Actually, if Hanzo were a good person, he would have helped the guys set up the ladder...

Instead, he gave them some good advice, so it all balances out.

- I think so. Maybe I'll ask the boss for help.

-- You'll get a scolding from the boss, not help, given his current mood. You know what, I'll take a look myself and see what's going on. Maybe I can find something out.

o_O What a cunning trick, and you say you're not a villain!