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—Well, since we have a good reason, let's go to Sterling Sea today; we'll have enough money for a couple of dishes. And then we'll need to look for ways to earn some extra money.

Mirastir eats dinner at Salamandra in the evening, trying their omelet.

- To discern my true nature at first glance is impressive, although I wouldn't expect anything less from the Lord of the Night. In that case, I presume you are aware of the mission for which I invaded this kingdom's territory?

— If you wish, I can not only tell you about our tea-making method but also brew a cup for you and your supervisor? — Shen concluded, having finished his drink by that time.

A dark knight with a skeleton solves family conflicts?

-- Alright, -- Valdemar waved his hand. -- Forget what I said. If my assumption is correct, everything would have been clear long ago.

Indeed, why would she hide anything? Or is she just playing with him? To hell with all this coquetry, Valdemar, you naive fool, these nonverbal gestures are impossible to decipher. But this only makes the image of the establishment even stranger, if not downright creepy, even for this crazy country. While waiting for his order, Valdemar observes intently, trying to notice every little detail, every oddity in the behavior of the visitors. It's hard to say how successful he is; his eyes keep wandering to more interesting objects of contemplation...

— As you wish.
After taking the order, the waitress gracefully retreated, leaving Valdemar alone with his thoughts. While he waited for his order, he didn't notice anything strange, unless one could consider the behavior of the people strange, as it differed too much from what he was used to back home. Young men, and even grown men, communicated with the pretty waitresses with noticeable shyness and a blush on their cheeks, for which they received angry glances or slaps from their girlfriends or wives.

I'm going to take on a quest about a family conflict.

Raphael took a few more impressive sips.
- Delicious... The rumors about the corruption of local officials turned out to be quite true. It was not in vain that our adepts had been developing a local heretical cell for decades. All these worms are ready to sell themselves for a phantom share of well-being, promised by betraying everything they believe in here and siding with the sinister forces. I will definitely reward the shinobi with the blood of an archangel at our next meeting... Tell me, Lord of the Night, do you have a mortal name that conceals your true purpose from mortals on this plane of existence? And show me the territory of your domain.

Can I come with a skeleton, like?