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-- Just rags? It must be one of those crazy naked... Paracti... Never mind, prepare to fight someone whose only weapon is their own hands and feet. You need extraordinary self-confidence and a reason for it to wander the mountains unarmed alone – don't think it will be too easy! So... -- Valdemar said quietly and quickly. -- Ito Tetsuro, you go first and openly, but don't get closer than necessary. Lure him out for us. Varan, stay nearby and don't reveal yourself. We'll be a little further away and in the same formation, but I'll move to Tetsuro's position. Into battle.
Without wasting any more time, Rogdan and Lian Fay were escorted to their new apartments. The room assigned to them was quite cozy, but a bit cramped, although not as much as the solitary cells in a dungeon.
Darbon successfully submits his application to the workers' guild. There weren't many immediate assignments available, and since most of them required traveling outside the city (an advertisement for a healer in Blixit stood out, as one of the residents was in critical condition), there was no suitable work for a member of the "Golden Griffin" at the moment.
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Morning
Raphael critically examined the structure.
- Let's put them close together so they don't feel so lonely. Like this - hop, then like this, and like this... Here's a leg, here's a head. It'll be awesome, I promise," he pointed with his fingers to show what he meant. "And then we can have another drink.
- Hmm, - Inar pondered, trying to imagine the proposed idea, - okay, let's do it.
- No way, - Lee didn't like the idea and started swaying slightly from side to side, - I'm against it! No, no, no!
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Taking advantage of one of these opportunities, the homesick nakiri decided to ask Yuissis' companion about the tribes of the time when Julius shaped history.
- In another situation, it would be difficult for me to answer this question without being able to compare the days of my past with the current tribes, but luckily, the spirits of the past possess enough information about the modern world. - Julius smiled thoughtfully. - In my time, the situation on the continent was more tense, and therefore, I would call unity and a common goal the distinguishing feature of the tribes of that time. We were not only fellow countrymen but also brothers in arms, driven by the desire to protect our homeland from the encroachments of the northern invaders, and therefore, the values and priorities were somewhat different, less individualistic, and more selfless. In the modern world, as far as I can tell, more and more of our brothers are leaving their homeland in search of adventure or a better life... Of course, there is nothing wrong with that, because everyone has the right to decide their own fate, but it is difficult to deny that this trend casts a dark cloud over the future of our tribes.
Julius's words had a certain effect on Shane, who simultaneously wanted to try immersing himself in that era and, at the same time, felt ashamed that he might be among those who could disappoint a hero from ancient times. However, his impressions from this certainly didn't get any worse. — I suppose every traveler has their own reasons for leaving their native tribe, — shared the Nakiri. — For example, in my tribe, at least before I set out on my journey, no one showed any desire to leave their homeland. On the other hand, based on my memories, most of my fellow tribesmen are currently in a state of stagnation, and that is somewhat depressing.
Finding nothing interesting in the shop and deeming the prices too high, the brothers headed to the bar.
The bar was quite crowded with people, both military and civilian, and behind the counter stood a man who resembled Mirastir in some ways, but looked more stern.
"Strange customs, but alright, it's her business!" He straightens up, adjusts his mustache, and walks in. -- Mirastir Heliomar, here to ask for a job for the benefit of the local airisufir population! -- he reported quickly, saluting. -- Well, or if you have a task for me, I will serve the motherland in the army, because I can't stay at home anymore, if you allow, ma'am, -- he finished in a softer and more informal tone.
— A task, you say? — The colonel looked closely at her subordinate, assessing him. — How about getting on all fours and carrying me around the city?
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-- Just rags? It must be one of those crazy pakreto... Practi... Never mind, prepare for a fight with someone whose only weapon is their own hands and feet. You need extraordinary self-confidence and a reason for it to wander the mountains alone unarmed -- don't think it will be too easy! So... -- Waldemar spoke quietly and quickly. -- Ito Tetsuro, you will go first and openly, but not getting closer than necessary. You will lure him out to us. Varan, stay nearby and don't give yourself away. We will be a little further away and in the same formation, only I will move to Tetsuro's place. Into battle.
The stranger emerged from the water after Tetsuro and, finding himself surrounded, dramatically put his hands on his hips. — Ho? — He was still naked, but it didn't seem to bother him. — You dared to interrupt my rest?
Without wasting any time, Rogdan and Lian Fay were escorted to their new quarters. The room assigned to them was quite cozy, though a bit cramped, but not nearly as confining as the solitary cells of a dungeon.
Rogdan was very excited about all the events that had unfolded that day, especially after a month of inactivity. Joy and doubt were completely mixed in his mind, forming a turbulent stream of feverish thoughts. Trying to bring his thoughts into order, the baron paced back and forth in his new room. Finally, as if outlining a new plan of action, he found a table (if there was one) and carefully took out all his hero literature from his bag, including his favorite collection of works.
—Well, it's time to get down to work! After all, the next few days will be incredibly important, he muttered, cracking his knuckles. —And you, dear Lian Fay, please make yourself comfortable. I hope you like our new home more than the previous one.
Darbon successfully submits his application at the workers' guild. There were not many direct assignments available at the moment, and since most of them required traveling outside the city (an announcement stood out about the search for a healer in Blixit because one of the residents was in critical condition), there was no suitable work for a member of the "Golden Griffin" at the moment.
For the old sorcerer, the fact that his somewhat hastily filled application was even acknowledged was a great joy. After glancing at the list of assignments and not seeing anything interesting, he hurried back to headquarters.
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Menti, we finally found a blonde girlfriend for Mirastir!
Nah... Not cute enough!
— A mission, you say? — The colonel carefully examined her subordinate, assessing him. — How about getting on all fours and giving me a ride around the city?
— Pfft, ma'am, — the gladiator chuckled. — For Mirastir Heliomar, nothing is impossible, for his country, I... Wait, what did you say? — a pause for a couple of seconds. — I didn't hear you clearly, excuse me, esteemed Lady Chrysanthemum. Could you repeat that?
- Art demands sacrifices, - Nifa'el-kun put the gag back in place and nodded to his comrade.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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— I suppose every traveler has their own reasons for leaving their native tribe, — shared the Nakiri. — For example, in my tribe, at least before I set out on my journey, no one showed any desire to leave their homeland. On the other hand, based on my memories, most of my fellow tribesmen are now in a state of stagnation, and that is somewhat depressing.
— This position is quite consistent with the church's precepts. However, I cannot fully agree that the absence of development and any significant changes in the life of society is necessarily something bad or good. The main thing is that the people themselves are happy, and everything else is just a tool to achieve this. But, as you know, you can't please everyone, and you also had your own reasons for leaving your home behind, didn't you?
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— Pfft, ma'am, — the gladiator chuckled. — For Mirastir Heliomar, nothing is impossible; for my country, I... Wait, what did you say? — he paused for a couple of seconds. — I didn't hear you well, excuse me, esteemed Lady Chrysantheia. Could you repeat that?
Chrysantheia fastened her unbuttoned bra and got up from the couch. — I said to get on all fours. — Saying this, she put on the upper part of her uniform, walked to the mirror, made sure everything was in order, and carefully put on a beret.
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— Well, we have some serious work to do with the material! After all, the next few days will be incredibly important, — he muttered, cracking his knuckles. — And you, dear Lian Fei, please, make yourself comfortable. I hope you like your new home more than the previous one.
— As you wish, Master. In these apartments, it is really... more spacious. — The heroine left Rogdan alone and allowed him to fully focus on the task he had set for himself.
Waldemar, no less dramatically, slung his bare blade over his shoulder, preparing to strike with a sweeping motion, and raised his clenched left fist – a sign of complete readiness, but not yet the start of the fight. Alm remained at a distance, the others – at a polite striking distance. There would be time to cut him down later – such bravado deserved to be acknowledged. Nudity was hardly enough to intimidate someone who had witnessed the orgies of Lisliar's elite. Waldemar simply assessed the man's chest and shoulder width, trying to gauge who he was dealing with. “You dare to challenge me, as you can see. I will ask a more meaningful question: who are you, and why are you here?”
Chrysanthe buttoned up her previously unbuttoned blouse and got up from the couch. “I said to get on all fours.” As she said this, she put on the upper part of her uniform, walked to the mirror, made sure everything was in order, and carefully put on her beret.
Mirastir was extremely surprised. He was offended. But he managed to control himself. After all, it could be a bad joke. Moreover, it was a woman, and it is not worthy of a gentleman to offend a woman with anger. “Madam, with all due respect, I am currently a soldier, and in general a mercenary, and I’m afraid this is not within my area of competence,” he said softly. “If you don’t want me to take on a side job, then so be it, I serve Airisufiru.”
- Ha, he should grow a mustache, you know what I mean, - the knight mentally sent his thought to his brother. After greeting the big fellow, Scipio decided to check out the menu.
The stranger emerged from the water, following Tetsuro, and upon finding himself surrounded, he struck a dramatic pose, placing his hands on his hips. — Huh? — He was still naked, but it didn't seem to bother him. — You dare interrupt my relaxation?
You're screwed, this is a human avalanche.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
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