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Maylin, of course.

— Yes, of course, — smiling, Maylin took her cavalier by the hand and went to meet his friends.
Since the girl did not have innate immunity to poison and mind control, the collapsist preferred to read her companion's thoughts at every step, in order to know what he thought about each of his friends to whom she would be introduced. Maylin also wanted to anticipate each of Cezan's lewd actions and tactfully (without disgust, but rather organically, so as not to inadvertently embarrass the host in front of the guests) avoid overly passionate embraces and attempts to pinch her somewhere. And most importantly, the beauty wanted to know in advance whether the wealthy man had planned to put some potion in the drink that would excessively loosen the fragile girl's mind.

yes
there can’t be an overdose there, though...

—This time, we’re going after the goblin bandits. —Felian responded to the embrace and kissed her back. —We’ll go after the elves tonight.
After thinking for a moment, he added:
—Do you have any plans for tomorrow? I think I’ll take a day off. Let’s go somewhere together, I’ve been promising it for a long time.

—I am Liu Ping... I am the one who speaks with people like you. I’m glad I could help. Have you been dead for a long time?

WHO IS THE DEMON

- Where did he come from, when? Is it known? And what is he doing in the barn, just sitting there and not coming out? At least is he locked up?

/ Requesting information.
Is he a zombie?
Zombies don’t feel smells, right?/

- A day off is good, I'm all for it. But, elves again?((

- Overall, not bad, considering he died today, but there are a few new holes in him, - the elf replied. - I hope this won't bother you too much?

-- Then -- we're leaving.
Quint led her to his home. Entrusting the unexpected guest to the care of his wife, Grelli set out in search of Bethor.

Sezan had no plans to get Maylin drunk, but he thought that if the girl had a little drink, she would be more compliant.

All the way, Brasakhog talked about how rich he was, how luxuriously he lived, and boasted about his acquaintance with various influential people. He got so carried away that the couple passed the right house and had to go back. When they arrived, the servant led them to the living room, where all the guests were already gathered.


- This is Vulraf Draeus, the owner of the largest logging company in the region.
- Hello. If you need high-quality wood, feel free to contact me.

Sezan is not thinking about Vulraf, but about how he takes Maylin on his black wood table.


- Jangroza. Daughter of the owner of our Arena.
- Greetings. I would invite you to watch the fights, but unfortunately, I can only invite you to the elf execution.
- Haven't they already been executed? - asked Brasakhog.
- It was postponed until the day after tomorrow.

Sezan remembers how many scratches Jangroza left on his back and imagines taking Maylin right in the middle of the Arena.


- Miss Elion Kiapir, the best judge of Axot, - the woman looked at Maylin with disdain, and Sezan added. - She is not an escort, she is my friend.
- I don't believe you, Brasakhog.

Sezan thinks that Elion is a principled bitch and that it is unlikely that anyone will have enough money to buy a decision from her court. And about how she dominates Maylin harshly, and he watches from the side and later joins them.


- Tolred Regpen. Owner of a large woodworking company. And the owner of this house.
- Nice to meet you, Maylin.

Sezan is not thinking about Tolred, but about how he takes Maylin in Tolred's bathroom.


- Agnonna Ger, - the girl introduced herself. - My father is the mayor of this wonderful city.

Sezan thinks that it's good that Agnonna didn't follow in her father's footsteps and isn't as fat as he is. And about how they and Maylin entertain each other, and he watches from the side and later joins them.


- Ishiva Lim, owner of Clean Hands.
- Good evening, Maylin.

Sezan thinks about how well Ishiva works with her hands and how well he will work with his hands on Maylin.


- Asogal Orgunt. Owner of the Axot shipyard. If you're going sailing, only on his ship!
- You're flattering me, Sezan.

Sezan is a little afraid of this man and at the same time thinks about how he takes Maylin on the bow of a moving ship.


- Tartie Orgunt. As beautiful as ever, Asogal's wife.
- Thank you for the compliment, Sezan.

Sezan thinks that he would go to the bottom of the sea if he tried to touch Tartie. And about how he takes Maylin on the seashore.


- I don't know you, miss.
- Kigla. I'm here by invitation from Mr. Asogal.
- It's always nice to see new faces in our circle.

Sezan thinks that he feels uncomfortable with this girl and that a chill runs down his spine.


- Garnet Richdin. He gives love to those who are deprived of it.
- To those whom our cruel society deprives of it.

Sezan remembers the girls from Garnet's brothel and how good they are. And about how he comes to the brothel to "rent" Maylin.


- I'm Taffy, and this red bitch is Maro, - the girl said, not waiting for introductions.


- You're the bitch))
- Yes, we are both bitches)

Sezan remembers how he had fun with them at one of the parties. And about how Maylin could be the fourth participant in the fun.


- Gabell No, - the man introduced himself. - My dress looks perfect on you, darling.
- And how did I not realize right away that this is your dress?
- Because you only think about how to take off dresses.
- Gabi, don't start)

Sezan thinks about how, as soon as he enters his house with Maylin, he tears off her dress and takes her right on the floor.


- Rosalind Lu. The best trader of all I know.
- Hello, Maylin, nice to meet you.

Sezan thinks that Rosalind's father was a pirate. And about how he pours rum on Maylin and licks everywhere he can.


- Izemberta Shum, granddaughter of the rector of the academy named after Ebet Strekut.
- Don't mention my grandfather, I'm on my own!
- Okay, I won't anymore.

Sezan thinks about how he takes Maylin in the academy library, closing her mouth so as not to disturb the readers.


- Lal Elvis...
- Priestess of the Temple of Great Darkness, - said the elf, interrupting Sezan.

Sezan remembers how he had fun with Lal in complete darkness. And he thinks about how he does the same with Maylin.

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I don't know, it seems that it's easier to count the fights...

—I know, I know. But then Axoth will be completely free and safe... well, or as safe as it was before. —Felian gently put his arm around her shoulders, looked into her face, and smiled confidently. —Don't worry, this time everything will be alright.

hopefully, it will follow the typical tropes

hopefully, it will follow the typical tropes

Figa Cezanne is only thinking about one thing.

Quint finds Bethor in his house.

- Hello, Quint. Did you find...

- How big is it?

Like most men...

-- Surprised? Yes, I found it. Come on, I have it right here.

Maylin politely and warmly greeted each member of the party. For the most part, many of those present evoked indifference in her. But some pleased her with their presence and aroused a certain interest.
For example, the girl was pleasantly surprised when she saw Gabell No at the event, who, by a happy coincidence, had just sewn the very outfit in which the girl was now shining at the party.
— I am very glad to see you here, Gabell,” Maylin greeted him sincerely. — Now that we have met again, I cannot help but note your impeccable taste, which I saw in every outfit in your store. Besides, judging by my feelings in this dress, your creations are also impeccably comfortable!
But Maylin was most attracted by the mysterious Kigla, with whom the girl was thinking of getting to know later, as well as Izemberta, who, as the granddaughter of the academy's rector, was certainly a powerful sorceress.
— I am glad to meet you,” she said to Izemberta. — I imagine what it is like to be overshadowed by the fame of famous relatives... But, I suppose, you yourself are a powerful sorceress. Will you share what kind of magic you are drawn to?
Of course, the girl could have simply read the minds of everyone present. But she was afraid of overloading her mind (and one GM) with unnecessary information.

famous last words

if that's all, I'll skip to the evening