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Offline Ment
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— I told you about talking horses! — The colonel hit her horse hard on the rump with a whip.
Without saying a word, he stands up and helps the colonel down.
— You are right, I will be silent.
He salutes and walks out into the street.
 

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“What insolence!” — When Mirastir left, this time Chrysanthia struck Zerek with the whip. — And you, what’s wrong with your sense of humor? Never mind. Tell your people to appear at headquarters in an hour.
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why, when I'm near a Mento, do I end up taking the damage?

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What are the current areas of focus?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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You can continue south, go back, or keep moving east along the foot of the mountain.
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“Argh! Yes, absolutely! Allow me to take my leave!” – rubbing the bruised spot and muttering terrible curses under his breath, Zerek shuffled off to find the Griffin Riders to deliver the order.

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After saying goodbye to Idyia, Linderia decided to visit the local hospital. For the most part, the Sorceress hoped that her healing magic and Shan's knowledge of medicine would be enough to ensure that no one from their group ended up there, but it was worth being prepared for anything. Therefore, it was important to know in advance what kind of help could be expected here.
The hospital had quite a few patients with varying degrees of severity, which vividly spoke about the scale of the empire's military operations on the territory of Ss’elay. Nevertheless, the equipment and staff here inspired confidence, and the chief physician, Enothera Antagor, despite her young age, was renowned as a very competent specialist.

In this hospital, they could cure any ailment except for permanent injuries and curses.
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The next morning, one of the servants came to Rogdan, reminding the baron that he was soon to appear in the room designated for delivering lectures.
Rogdan stayed up late into the night, poring over books, trying to organize and prepare everything in a way that would be acceptable to the audience. He had never had problems with this before, but apparently, the tense atmosphere and the weeks spent in confinement had taken their toll, and the baron felt a slight nervousness. After all, retelling heroic tales to tipsy companions in a tavern is one thing, but giving a lecture for the first time in his life to a large audience of courtiers selected by the countess is quite another.
Nevertheless, by morning, Rogdan woke up in an excellent mood and spirits. Compared to the prison cell, their current residence looked like a truly luxurious place to relax. His thoughts became calm and confident. It was time to begin fulfilling one of his most cherished dreams.
At the servant's call, the baron tidied up his suit, put on his cloak, carefully examined his appearance, checked the collected literature, and then, picking up the historical books, notebooks, and other notes, he nodded to Lian Fei (she's probably with me) and, with a firm step, proceeded to the lecture hall.

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Once again, the professionalism and responsibility with which the authorities of Airisufir approached the campaign in Sselae could not fail to evoke respect from Lindernee – it was clear that the conquest of the lands was a high priority for the empire's leadership, and they were not skimping on resources. Previously, the sorceress had considered offering assistance to local healers, but the hospital staff was already coping well without her. So, after completing the inspection, she headed to the last item on her itinerary – the training complex.
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-- In military terms, this is called "discipline," you gourmet. No, this isn't discipline; it's a comical parody of it, but Valdemar is glad that he manages to maintain it even among such a group. Varan, in his new form, is impressive. If it weren't for the specifics of their current enemy, Valdemar would tell him to continue walking around like that to intimidate the enemy. It's simply wonderful, regardless of his own gastronomic preferences. The only thing that isn't wonderful is the intoxicating, sweetish smell of freshly cooked human meat that reaches Valdemar every time the wind blows in his direction. At these moments, he covers his nose with his sleeve, fearing that he will finally vomit. In the previous formation, the squad moved further east.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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— What was that just now? — the healer asked Scipio...
— Are you sure you want to know? I'm not, but I hope our mustachioed friend is tough enough for such games with the colonel, — the knight replied. — What's your name?

Be strong. Believe
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Julius listened carefully to Shane's story and, before answering, took some time to reflect on what he had heard.
— I understand why being in your homeland might have been uncomfortable for you, as misunderstanding from those around you can greatly depress the human spirit, especially if it comes from those you know well. Therefore, you made the right decision when you set out on a journey to see the world. However... Shane, your perception of Artheria is incorrect. The goddess is not all-powerful and does not decide who lives and who dies. All she can do is point us in the right direction, and whether our future will be bright or not depends only on our efforts. Our faith is here, — Julius placed his hand on his heart, — if you are strong in spirit, do not let the fanaticism of others influence you.
The conversation between the two Nakiriites was interrupted by the unexpected appearance of Chrysanthia and Mirastir.
After listening to Julius's words, Shane realized that his interlocutor had formed a somewhat incorrect idea of his worldview. However, if anyone was to blame for this, it was only himself.
The young man was about to interrupt the spirit when he began to speak about the perception of the warrior, as if Artheria was all-powerful and selfish, as his father had once mistakenly instilled in him. However, he was distracted by a sudden image in his imagination: a powerful and capricious woman riding Mirastir. This fantasy was fleeting, but it left a special impression on the heart of the Nakiriite, who, apparently, missed his battle companion.
— Oh... of course, you are right, — Shane said, regaining his composure and remembering what they were talking about. — Artheria is not a capricious, all-powerful goddess who decides who lives according to the whim of her left foot. I had that impression in my childhood, but not now. It's just that... perhaps my father chose the wrong words at the time when he tried to explain why our mother left us so early, and the others were too stubborn when I, in a fit of anger, declared that I would no longer worship Artheria for such an act...
— Nevertheless, I cannot deny that the goddess has a positive influence on some of her followers. For example, my grandmother not only let Artheria into her heart but also turned out to be a wonderful woman. And my friend, who is a fan of the goddess and the fair-haired beauty Mirastir, with whom we became friends in Clematis, is also a great guy. So, the current me understands and respects the love that others have for Artheria. It's just that my heart was locked away from her at one time. And now... now I admit that she is a goddess who gives inner warmth and peace to her followers. I just didn't become one of them, especially looking at all the dirt that happens every day in big cities.
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The guy was about to defeat the spirit when it started talking about the warrior's beliefs, as if Artery was all-powerful and selfish, just as his father had mistakenly instilled in him, but he was distracted by a sudden image in his mind: a powerful and capricious woman riding a Mirastir.
Such visions should definitely dissuade Shane from embracing Arteryism.
 

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