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— Swinselm, Swinselm!!
It was hard to tell whether the parrot was trying to pronounce the name of its new owner or suggesting nicknames for its companion.

— Azi, don't be naughty! Otherwise, I'll call you that, and you'll know, - the guy threatened. - Maybe Nebok? No, that's nonsense. I'll ask the guys later; maybe someone will suggest a good name.  

I'm going to Hans.

—Hi, hi! —the girl greeted her friend cheerfully, but then stopped. —Oh, what are you sad about?

— I’m not sad, I’m just in shock... I don’t know what to do...

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I’m going to Hans.

— Hey, Anselm. — Hans, who was tending to his garden, waved to the guy. —I keep forgetting to ask you, didn’t you think to bring me some souvenir from Thrace?

I’ll check the heart in the estate, but a little later.

—I'm not sad, I'm just in shock... I don't know what to do...

—In shock?.. —Ilva asked, surprised. —Can you tell me what happened?..

— Hey, Anselm. — Hans, who was tending the garden, waved to the young man. — I keep forgetting to ask you, did you happen to bring me a souvenir from Thrace?

- Of course, here's a gift for you.
Anselm approaches the man and performs the "Arc" technique.
- Unless you like dogs, - the young man chuckled. - If I had the opportunity to buy something else, I would have definitely brought it, but alas. The guys from Elheim were luckier and even managed to buy something. But I got a good workout in Thrace and even learned a few new techniques, including thanks to you. Actually, I just wanted to stop by and thank you.

—Are you in shock? — Ilva asked, surprised. —Can you tell me what happened?

— Well, this... Erika Karstenland, the captain of the railway police, came and said that she wants one of the establishment's employees to cook for her, not the "owner," arguing that it's some kind of inspection... I really don't understand why she's doing this.

“Erika Karts-krar-ka… yeah, that’s something,” Ilva said understandingly. “But you don’t have any other official employees, do you?”

— No... That's why... — Claudia guiltily looked away. — Won't you help me?

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- Only if you like dogs, - the guy laughed. - If there was a chance to get something else, I would definitely have brought it, but alas. The guys from Elheim were luckier in this regard and even managed to buy something. But I got a good workout in Thrace and even managed to learn a few new moves, including thanks to you. Actually, I just wanted to come by and thank you.

— A dog is great, it will be a loyal friend to you, unless it gets lazy because of its owner, hehe. No problem... Just bring a bottle of something strong next time.

“What do you think?” Ilva smiled. “I’ll do everything I can! Ren just brought a book on exotic cuisine from Elheim, maybe it will come in handy…”

After learning the details of the training from the baron and continuing further through the estate, Kalentia passes by a mysterious heart with a question mark.
But only if participating in the event is not mandatory and it will be possible to make a long move. I'm clarifying this in case of the recent incident with the green stars. I might also check what's happening at the hotel.

“I apologize for interrupting your training preparations,” Reynold said politely to the baron. “But I have a request. My sister learned a rather rare technique for fighting with a Roman sword during her trip to Thrace. Such weapons are quite difficult to obtain, especially after the workshop was closed, and so I wanted to know if you or someone in Baldur has the ability to provide her with one…”

— A dog is a great companion; it will be a loyal friend, unless its owner lets it get lazy, heh. No problem... Just next time, bring a bottle of something strong.

- Although I don't approve of such hobbies, I'll try to get something for you as an exception, - the swordsman assured. - And how are you doing? Anything new, or do you need help with something?
so, did the friendship level up?

A new visit to the slums brought the company face to face with even greater danger than before. This time, they were attacked not by a gang of thugs armed with scavenged, unremarkable weapons, but by a well-organized group of musketeers who fired volleys at the most critical targets and quickly disappeared to prepare for a new attack – it was as if the place was bristling with hostility towards the uninvited guests who had so callously slaughtered more than two dozen people here last week. Although the badly wounded Veserod was revived, the warning had been heeded – while patching up the leader's body, which was severely battered in battle, Rohei was no longer sure he could do it again. What if the next bullet hits him right in the heart? And they couldn't possibly withstand a volley of arrows; it was clear that his plans were already known, and they were hunting him down, so ambushes could be expected at every turn. In the end, it was decided to leave this last task to the governor-general. The time had come to leave Elheim. Their stay here had been difficult; they had made new enemies, but most importantly, they had survived, learned a lot, and even successfully completed almost all of Eugene's tasks. Rohei noted with some surprise that he had actually enjoyed it, despite the unsettling moments; there was a lot of fun and simply interesting things here. The radiant "Lalik" overshadowed the dreary scenes of the slums, which they had entered so boldly, shoulder to shoulder, after long discussions and preparations. Performances in the fighting club, playing cards, a grand drinking party with the guys and the ruler, Air dancing on a pole in a revealing outfit... The impressions gained could last a long time. The Miran thought that perhaps he wouldn't mind visiting Elheim again sometime, but only if he was with his friends and didn't have to wander around the slums. Returning to Baldr and seeing the changes that had occurred during their absence, Rohei didn't know how to react. On the one hand, he appreciated the familiar peace and quiet in the barony; on the other hand, after Tamfana and Elheim, he no longer felt as uncomfortable surrounded by many strangers. The main thing was that his loved ones were nearby. And technological progress... well, sooner or later, it would reach anywhere. Perhaps Miran already has all sorts of things built. As for the news about the petition submitted to Gungnir to stop the assignments, Rohei certainly wouldn't support this initiative. No way, his comrades would be dying there, and he would be sitting in this house; that wouldn't do. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. It was Air, who visited him, quickly expressed her gratitude for his deeds, and handed him something, then immediately ran away in embarrassment; the guy didn't even have time to say anything. Looking at the gift, he recognized the photograph taken by Ivein, which he had seen in "Aconite," of a rather vulgar nature. What are you doing, sister? How am I supposed to react to this? Rohei felt himself blushing and was glad that she had run away so quickly. But still, an involuntary smile froze on his lips as he absentmindedly looked at the photograph, seeing before his eyes, instead of Ivein's image, the blushing face of the girl who was handing him this illustration. And how can such a lively and dangerous warrior, who cuts down enemies in droves in an instant, be so awkward and at the same time cute? "Well, Air, you certainly know how to keep things interesting..." The guy hung the photograph in a frame on the wall and looked at it for a while. This thing was, for now, the most pleasant thing in the new house, despite its ambiguous content; after all, it's not every day that girls give gifts. For some reason, he thought that it would be especially funny if Gulveig gave something similar to Anders. Okay, enough daydreaming. Rohei reluctantly tore his gaze away, deciding to thank Air when they met, and turned his eyes to another new thing brought from Elheim. An incomprehensible book about medicine, which he himself bought in the same "Aconite." "Miracles of modern medicine," sold for a pittance. What is this at all? He turned the book over in his hands, examining it. (Only without spending CP, just a superficial study.)

I completely forgot to add the picture and postcards yesterday... Since Yua doesn't know the exact birthdays of Anders and Veserod, she gave them her postcards right after the two groups reunited.

Gullveig finds Eytil busy rearranging furniture, but due to his lack of physical fitness, it was proving to be quite difficult for him.

While engrossed in his task, Eytil doesn't notice the girl, who tries to sneak away quietly.
"Eytil, I'll bring someone strong and quick to help you, sorry..."
If successful, then >Statue of Arteria