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- Why are they offering us a separate room? - the knight whispered to his companions.

While Raphael was explaining himself to Lucretia, Astraea continued eating the cake she had started earlier with an expression of great pleasure on her face. When the representative of the Golden Griffin finished, he had to wait for several more long minutes while the Empress savored the remaining dessert.
— Raphael, I see that you are a worthy person and know your place, and therefore I am sure that the Golden Griffin will have another opportunity to spread its wings and soar. — Astraea made an elegant gesture with her hand, and in an instant one of the servants rushed up to the merchant to give him some document. — Rejoice, Raphael, for in case of a successful interview with my dearest sister Lucretia, a plan has been prepared for your redemption. This evening, members of your organization must leave the city and stand shoulder to shoulder with the brave warriors of the empire. If they manage to perform well, then I, just this once, will forget about what happened before, and who knows, perhaps in the near future glory and wealth await the Golden Griffin?

Why didn't they leave the skeleton? He's kind of an old-timer too...

-- My name is Mirastir Heliomar, -- the burly man replied, taking off his shirt. -- But I suppose you already know that! Who am I speaking with? -- The gladiator smiled as best he could, flashing his teeth, and flexed his bicep.

The owner of the house either ignored or didn't notice what Mirastir was saying. Instead, he intently examined every inch of the gladiator's exposed body.
— Yes... Magnificent... Simply wonderful! With this, I can show that imposter who the real master is in this city, heh-heh-heh...

I drink a potion that boosts stats (Lock has given permission).

— Yes... Magnificent... Simply wonderful! With this, I can show that imposter who the real master is in this city, heh-heh-heh...

/ Well, here we go again, another adventure./
-- Ahem, -- the gladiator coughed into his fist. -- Sir, with whom do I have the honor of speaking, and what is the nature of your project?

Apparently, this is a sculptor.

- Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty, Your Highness... - Raphael bowed once more. - But may I inquire as to what this division into groups signifies? If it's not top-secret information, of course... If you intend to reinforce certain forces with our people, and if these are directly combat-related tasks, then Aym is unlikely to be capable of carrying them out. He is still a child and not suited for military service.

— Huh? What?... Ah... You can call me Maestro. — A self-satisfied smile appeared on the man’s face. — You’re perfect for this! And the project... the project is called, hmm, “to show up that idiot sculptor!”

I'm drinking a stat potion, not a potion of enlightenment (as I mentioned below, and if Lock doesn't forbid it).

After arriving at the White Castle and being told by the charming hostess to go to a private room, Shen also expressed the opinion that a simple common hall would be sufficient.

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In short, let whoever needs it drink the stat potions, and if Shen doesn't take Enlightenment, then there's one left for someone else. And Rish takes one Health, Healing, and Cure potion each; Alm takes one Healing potion, and Eim takes one Healing potion and one Health potion.

That leaves 2 Healing potions, 4 Cure potions, 3 Health potions, 3 Magic potions, and 5 Energy potions – feel free to take what you need.

There are also 4 Enlightenment potions remaining (5 if no one drinks them), as well as 5 Truth potions – they will stay with me. And if you don't use all the stats, I'll keep the rest in storage.

- Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty, Your Highness... - Raphael bowed once more. - But may I inquire as to what exactly this division into groups means? If this is not top-secret information, of course... If you intend to reinforce certain forces with our people, and if these are directly combat tasks, then Aim is unlikely to be capable of carrying them out. He is still a child and not suited for military affairs.

— In that case, now is the time to adapt him, — Lucretia replied coldly, — after all, that is precisely what men are born for. As for the rest... Your people will learn everything when they are delivered to their deployment locations.

- I understand. I have no further questions, - another bow.

Lucretia glanced at Astrea and, seeing that she had no more questions for the guest, allowed Raphael to leave.