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Having agreed with his companions on a meeting place, Yves headed to the hunters' guild. He became curious about what this organization actually does. Perhaps he could learn something new there or buy some new equipment. They probably just drink and tell stories about monsters they killed with a single arrow.

In the building of the hunters' guild, Yves found three people engaged in an animated conversation. With the appearance of a new face, however, they paused their discussion, and their attention shifted to the new guest.
— Greetings," said a "polished" man who barely resembled a hunter, approaching the guest and extending his hand for a handshake. Yves noticed that the interior of the guild was decorated with trophies of various creatures and wild animals, and weapons and various devices useful for hunting were displayed in the showcases. — I am Dalion Weird, the administrator of this guild.

- Good day. Of course, - the merchant presented two passes.

Rogdan -> administration

The city administration building was in as much chaos as the area around the church. From their discussions, it seemed that many citizens were concerned about inheritance issues and other details related to marriage agreements. Fortunately for Rogdan, he was assigned to a person who happened to be dealing with different matters, so unlike his colleagues, he didn't participate in sorting through the new wave of questions arising from the citizens.

"My name is Mylo Ahoe," he said briefly, looking Rogdan over thoughtfully. "How can I help you today? I hope you are not here regarding marriage or inheritance; if so, you have come to the wrong place."

Zerek -> flowing wave

"Rrrrrrrraaaaa!" As soon as Zerek crossed the threshold, a metal cup flew towards him, but fortunately, he managed to dodge it. "You will pay for your words, scum!!"
"But did I say anything wrong?" The effeminate man dressed in Shanghai attire innocently blinked his eyes. "Serberia is a barbarian country with a bear on the throne."
"That's it!" The first man drew a saber from his belt and took a fighting stance. "Now I'll chop you into pieces."
"Exactly what I mean: whether it's the king or his subjects, they are all savages!"
"A-A-A-A-A!!!" The Serberian sailor rushed at his opponent intending to kill or at least maim him, but received a blow to the back of the head with what appeared to be a sturdy tray and passed out. He was hit by a girl of short stature.
"Oh, Rishechka, thank you, you saved me from this savage... And what would I do without you..." Noticing that the girl's eyes were still burning with angry flames, the sailor backed away toward the exit and disappeared through the door.
The girl ordered that the unconscious Serberian be taken to rest in his room, and she approached Zerek herself.

"Ah, excuse me," she said guiltily, scratching her head. "You must have come to eat or rest?"

Ilensiya -> Bivreste

After Ilensiya entered the store, the seller didn't notice her for some time, continuing to read a book whose cover bore a striking resemblance to those Rogdan liked to read. Then he finally saw her and jumped up.

"W-WELCOME!" He lost composure from surprise, but then quickly regained it, deftly adjusted his bangs with one hand, and continued in a calm, almost pompous tone. "How can I help you, my lady? Perhaps you are interested in weapons that can slay dragons? Oh no, forgive me, that would be too trivial for such a glorious warrior as yourself. I think your demonically legendary persona is better suited to weapons capable of defeating gods, don't you agree? How I understand! People often mistake me for just a simple bookworm, but that is the essence and secret of my brilliant disguise! The truth is that behind me lie hundreds of slain monsters, thousands of defeated vampires, and even dark gods could not withstand the onslaught of my blade, known throughout the world by the nickname 'god devourer'!"

Darbon -> Bureau of Magic

The Bureau of Magic was closed until 03/31/729 due to unexplained reasons.

- Good day. Of course," said the merchant, presenting two passes.

"Your documents are in order," the guard returned the papers to Raphael, and then began critically assessing him first, and then his companion. "So, everything is fine with you, but your companion needs to dress more appropriately. Unfortunately, in this state, I cannot let you pass. You understand; we wouldn't want respected guests to have their appetites spoiled or, may Artheria forbid, their mood ruined."

Just in case, today is March 17th.

- I understand your point of view, but I ask you to be polite. We are travelers and business people, and we've been on a long journey. We're here on specific business. Don't worry about us; we don't plan to stay in this area for long or bother the locals, - Raphael forced a smile to show goodwill.

Mirastiru certainly had enough strength to push through the crowd gathered near the church to reach its doors himself, but fortunately, he didn’t have to resort to such rudeness. From behind the doors of the sacred sanctuary, a priestess of Artheria appeared and, after a short performance with a soulful song and a slow dance, calmed the arguing people.

- I understand your point of view, but I ask you to be polite. We are travelers and business people, and we have come a long way. We are here on a specific matter. Don’t worry about us; we don’t plan to stay in this area for long or bother the local authorities, - Raphael forced a smile to show goodwill.

— Very well, just don’t wander around and go straight to where you need to be.

okay, whatever, let the noobs hang around the gates

The brothers decided to separate from the group for a while and went to the bookstore, where Claudius wanted to find something useful for himself.

At the entrance to the azure alley, two female guards in pink armor stopped the brothers. They informed them that access to the alley was allowed only to females and those who had a special pass.

- Absolutely! - the companions headed straight to the indicated address; after moving away from the guards to a respectable distance, Raphael said in a low voice with disdain. - M-hmm, what strange customs in this city... Many centuries will pass before the people develop some manners. A country without heritage.

Lindernee didn't want to miss the opportunity to see Sapphire Street with her own eyes, as access to it was usually forbidden for ordinary people like her. Therefore, when Nisan agreed to take her along as an escort, she was sincerely grateful to the merchant for giving her the chance to see something that was shrouded in mystery even for many citizens of the empire.
Unfortunately, the sorceress didn't consider the fact that the residents of the wealthy district didn't want to see certain things. And, according to them, they didn't want to see anyone who stood out too much against the backdrop of the noble buildings of Amethyst Street. Anyone who looked like a mercenary. The girl was already ready to smile understandingly at the guards and apologize to Mr. Kosto for her lack of foresight, but she didn't have time. Being a talented merchant, the Lissian knew the right approach to people and, with a few well-chosen phrases, managed to convince the guards to let them pass as they were.
"I apologize for my slowness, Mr. Kosto. I should have realized that for a visit to such a district, we should have dressed more presentably.

At the entrance to the azure alley, two female guards in pink armor stopped the brothers. They informed them that access to the alley was allowed only to females and those who had a special pass.

- But he was a girl when he was alive, I swear.

- And where are we going to get these passes? - Scipio asked, disappointed with the situation and increasingly inclined to believe that they wouldn't stay in this country for long.

Oh, I didn't see the post, I'll fix it and add a response right away.

it was actually pretty good

- No, no, that's not it. It's more that I haven't quite adjusted my thinking to the capital's ways after spending so much time on the road. Speaking of which, there's no such segregation in my hometown – no matter what rumors people spread based on isolated incidents, no one harasses people for not having enough gold. Though, perhaps it's just nostalgia warming my heart.

- Absolutely! - the companions headed straight to the indicated address; after moving away from the guards to a respectable distance, Raphael said in a low voice with disdain. - M-yes, what manners in this city... Many centuries will pass before the people develop some manners. A country without heritage.

— At least now we know what rules the high society of Airisufir plays by and what we should be prepared for, — the sorceress replied in a low voice. Unlike her companion, her voice lacked any disdainful notes.

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it was fine

Okay, I'll be back soon...

- That's right. Well, let's not tempt fate unnecessarily and see what our esteemed partner has in store for us.