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A rather familiar voice can be heard somewhere behind. Who could it be? To figure out whose voice it was, it was enough to look at the gathered people – Alm was missing among them. As it turned out, he was coming last and was still talking to the border guard.
— ... Hey buddy, do you have any hot girls in your empire? — Uh, — Dundun was a little confused by the unexpected question, — well, I don't know about "girls," but you won't find such beauties as in Airisufir anywhere else in the world, I can guarantee that.
- Zakhar, pour me a drink from my travel flask, for good luck. You know, the one with the intricate design. And let's get going. Where are our companions?
-- What are you doing, you sneaky little viper, trying to embarrass me like that? -- Valdemar, standing slightly apart, whispered to Louise. -- Why can't you, you wretched creature, just be quiet for a moment? Oh, I'll punish you, I'll punish you... I'll teach you to respect nobility! Valdemar grumbles, frowns, and shakes his finger, but his eyes are kind and cheerful. When he bought Louise, he clearly looked at her impressive bust and pretty face, and he still keeps her around because of her sharp character and sharp tongue. The nobleman is amused by her spitefulness, and he enjoys her bold, yet powerless, words. What pleasure is there in ruling over the speechless?
-- Oh, finally! I was about to leave without you. Raphael, I support you! Well, to our reunion! With these words, Valdemar uncorked his flask, clinked glasses with everyone who wanted to, and took a large gulp.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- Oh, well, since you're here, it's good that I didn't put it too far away! - he raised a toast to Waldemar with a new goblet.
/Who wants to drink with me from the bottle? Mirastir treats anyone who asks, seriously./
- And what do you have here, comrade? Liqueur? Local? - the aristocrat's keen eye unerringly spotted the glint of a container among the crowd of companions. - Let me try yours, you haven't tasted anything like it yet, it's the best on the eastern side! And we'll test yours... He put his arm around Mirastir, beckoned Eim, and started bustling around with the containers. His heart beat joyfully, and his blood finally started to flow a little. - So, where is...? - he looked around and spotted Alma and his luggage. - Alm! Where did you wander off to! We need to leave soon, don't keep the man waiting! He still has to go to his post - to guard the distant borders! Come on, come on!
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well, okay, I won't edit it, let it be a convention of role-playing. but I can still treat you, I don't mind
“Well, buddy, don’t be bored here,” Alm said goodbye to the captain and walked towards the others, taking a sip of cognac. “Boss, there’s something going on in the capital, some place called ‘Lunar Princess,’ they say it’s amazing, with a casino and everything. We should go there. We can’t miss such an opportunity, especially since we’re heading that way anyway.”
- And what do you have there, comrade? Some homemade liquor? Local stuff? - the aristocrat's keen eye immediately spotted the glint of containers among his companions. - Let me try yours, you haven't tasted anything like it, the best on this side! And we'll test yours... He put his arm around Mirastir, beckoned to Aym, and started fussing with the containers. His heart beat joyfully, and his blood finally started to flow. - So, where is...? - he found Alma and his luggage with his gaze. - Alm! Where did you wander off to! We need to leave soon, don't delay! He still has to go to his post - to guard the distant borders! Come on, come on!
-- Here, see how they welcome you at home... Thank you, I won't refuse!
- Sure, we'll stop by, rest, relax, take a look around, - Raphael waved his hand carelessly, but then frowned and looked sternly into the servant's eyes. - You listen to me! Play, but don't overdo it, I know you, you blockhead! I won't let you pawn your last pair of pants! Understand?! Spend it on women, on drinks - do as everyone else does! He sighed and softened a little. - Play a little, with a limit, and that's it, but no more! I won't let you ruin yourself, or my weak heart, or my father's memory. I love you, you fool! In my own way! He sighed convulsively, pushing away sad thoughts. It was often difficult with Almo...
Lyndernia watched with interest the celebration unfolding before her eyes – members of the "Golden Griffin" were drinking alcoholic beverages, making toasts, and generally having fun, celebrating their arrival in Airisufir. There was no denying that some of her companions were full of enthusiasm. She herself found it difficult to understand such joy, but, well, to each their own. Despite Nysan's likely willingness to treat everyone, the girl preferred to refrain from drinking alcoholic beverages. Perhaps if they had stopped at a tavern and it were already evening, she would have acted differently. But not in the middle of the day, when the squad had not yet reached its destination.
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