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- Is the passage free?

— Free...

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Veritta glanced at the chambers with little interest, confirming that it was indeed easy to get depressed in such a place. She took a quick look at the statue and realized that the owner, at the very least, loved himself very much.
—Well, bye, Guy! —she waved to her companion. And why did he run away so quickly? He could have at least helped convince their sick friend...
—Nice to meet you, Sir Zeus. —the girl bowed to the steroid-enhanced man. —Guy told me a lot about you, so I'm glad you agreed to talk!

— So, Veritta? — As the girl bowed to the steroid-enhanced man, he touched her chin with his massive fingers to lift her head so that their gazes were directed at each other. — Good. Follow me, I'll show you where you'll live now, and we'll get to know each other better.

/I hope Veritta will be able to bring Zeus under control as soon as possible. We could use an extra hand when we're dying and getting permanent injuries from goblins. /

Startled, Veritta recoiled ten units in initiative, nearly knocking the entrance door with the back of her head. "I-I don't know how you greet each other in your homeland, but let's try to avoid physical contact," she stammered. "And you probably misunderstood; I already have a place to live. Guy did ask me not to mention your illness, but otherwise, I simply won't be able to suggest a cure for your ailment. After all, we came here to talk about treatment, right?" she added, with a sudden hint of doubt.

— Healing? — Zeus thoughtfully stroked his beard. — Perhaps you could say that. Don’t worry, nothing will be required of you beyond what nature intended.

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Kayoshi examined the goods with a knowing look, constantly adjusting his pince-nez. Only one detail raised questions.
- Excuse me, where can I get coupons, and what do they look like? - he asked the seller.

— You can get them from some of the city’s residents. It’s a symbol that you have brought benefit to Lungwort.

“You’ve put it well regarding nature,” Veritta replied, not moving from the door. “It is nature that will help you with your ailment! Look around: all this gold and luxury, and all the other gifts of civilization, only distance you from natural harmony. Remember when you last slept under the open sky, gathered firewood instead of metal, and so on. Returning to your roots is what you need to improve your health. But as long as you exist in this luxurious ‘paradise’ surrounded by hundreds of servants, you will only get worse, and no modern medicines will help here.”

Will the first week I worked be counted towards my bureau performance?

For which

The very same one that threatened to deport me if I didn't work until February.

—You've put it well regarding nature. —Veritta replied, not moving from the door. —It is nature that will help you with your ailment! Look around: all this gold and luxury, and all the other gifts of civilization, only distance you from natural harmony. Remember when you last slept under the open sky, gathered firewood instead of metal, and so on. Returning to your roots is what you need to improve your health. But as long as you exist in this luxurious "paradise" surrounded by hundreds of servants, you will only get worse, and no modern medicines will help here.

—You're right, my feet haven't stepped on virgin soil for a long time, but it would be a stimulating environment in its own way. —Zeus threw off his towel, unashamed of his wealth, and put on his everyday attire, which, however, covered not much more than the towel thrown on the floor. —Lead me to the untouched forest paradise and its natural harmony.

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The very one that threatened to deport me if I didn't work until February.

In January, you can be a freeloader. Starting in February, you will need to spend 1 Action Point per week on work to live in the dormitory.

Gullveig signed up for the tour and waited for it to begin. It wasn't particularly surprising that her companions thought similarly to her: Erich approached almost simultaneously and flattered the tour guide, and another comrade emerged from somewhere in the crowd and began to inquire.
— The forest... I mean, Knightblade, you're worrying unnecessarily. It's your business, but I think it would be beneficial for everyone, — she approached closer, almost calling her companion Lester, a name she had learned in the guild when filling out paperwork.

-- Phew. -- Guy exhaled loudly through his nose, like a tired horse, and leaned his back against the door, muttering to himself: -- Never thought I'd end up as a pimp in Lungwort...
Noisy stomping sounds came from the other side of the door.
"Is he that impatient, taking her right there on the floor?"
The sounds were joined by disgruntled speech. Nothing could be made out through the door, but the voice seemed to be female...
"Is she causing a scene again? I shouldn't be standing here, my luck must be failing..."
Maybe Zeus's women are having a jealous outburst, and he's immediately thinking the worst. Luck doesn't favor pessimists. Nor does it favor optimists, who are always so confident in it. Like a true harlot, it loves no one, and doesn't stay with anyone for long. And what a nasty harlot she is -- she charges one person almost nothing, and another ten times as much, and when she leaves, she'll steal something valuable.

Guy sat down on the bench that Viritta had been sitting on just a minute ago. Some bird was sitting on the backrest, and Guy swatted it away with his hand.
-- They're really starting to crap all over the city... I'll twist their heads off and roast them for dinner.
How is Zeus "cooking" our little chick? I should try to get them both out of my head, but it's no use: so much effort, so much eloquence, and it's still not clear if it will pay off. Ugh, I could use a smoke... It seems that's what pimps do when they bring girls to wealthy clients, and they themselves slip away. Standing in the doorway, they smirk with one corner of their mouth, dramatically light an expensive lighter, adjust their expensive hat or suit, and stroll leisurely through the city, anticipating the money... Guy emptied his pockets. He had a flint and some tobacco crumbs -- they're right, a non-smoking mercenary these days is as rare as a teetotaler half a century ago. But there aren't even enough crumbs for half a cigarette. Guy isn't a real pimp...
He doesn't have a suit, or a hat, just two earrings with rings -- and even those aren't gold. He doesn't have any money, and it's not even certain that he will. Although, Atarax mentioned something about a paid survey. Maybe he should go there instead of hanging around here...
And that's what he did. It's not too late for them to be open.

Having learned that you can earn rewards in "Winds of Vesteria" today by arranging the pictures in the correct order, Garret decides to take advantage of this opportunity.

Title

Without much thought, he identifies the first three and, after a little consideration regarding the arrangement of the rest, submits his answers.

When Zeus reached for the towel, Veritta preemptively closed her eyes. "You need to be more careful..." she said, even more embarrassed. "Are you planning to go out into nature right now? That's commendable! I think I could tell you about a couple of methods for spiritual meditation and clearing your mind. But..." the girl looked intently at the muscular man. "For healing, it's important to have peace and a clear mind, so try not to think about anything that worries you."

— You can get them from some of the townspeople. It's a symbol that you have benefited Lungwort.

- Yeah, I guess they don't just give them away. Well, thanks for the advice. After visiting Kayoshi's shop, he headed to the editorial office. He decided to earn some money and participate in a survey. I'll quickly distribute the flags. How many OS are there for the week? Week-phase? Bookish one too.

- Well, in that case, sign me up,” Lester said approvingly, raising a finger in a cautionary gesture. - If the tour is truly completely free, and this includes a round-trip ticket! You see, as I've already noticed, the rules here are quite strict, and as a foreigner, I pay considerable taxes, which the government then uses, among other things, to provide certain benefits for my fellow citizens, creating a pleasant investment and migration climate. Therefore, I would be happy to take advantage of this initiative and, at the same time, gain valuable information about your hospitable city, which, as you say, I am unlikely to find anywhere else, and which may help me better understand the peculiarities of this place.

— Les... I mean, Nightblade, you're worrying too much. It's your decision, but I think it would be beneficial for everyone,” she said, moving closer, almost calling her companion Lester, a name she had learned at the guild when filling out paperwork.

- Nightblade,” Lester corrected. - You know, Gulveig from Baldr, all people can be divided into two types. Those who live with their hearts, and those who live with their minds. I might wish to belong to the first category - that would mean I lived a carefree life in luxury and without the slightest worry, able to satisfy any emotional impulse at any moment... But unfortunately, in my native environment... Under the cover of night, in the war-torn ruins of slums, where human life is worth less than a pack of cigarettes, so parents sell two children at a time... In the endless, soul-piercing megacity, kilometers deep in sewer collectors, which are an additional multi-level complex of sorrow and desolation, where the foot of the guardians of ephemeral "order" has never stepped... Where the most coveted place to live, for which entire families and individual groups cut each other's throats and chop off heads, are residential blocks in the vicinity of an illegal glue factory - just to breathe in the fumes from its processing products around the clock... Where every child learns to shoot and kill before they learn to walk... In this environment, those who live with their hearts do not survive for long. That is why I plan everything in advance. And so far, this approach has never failed me. And I'll tell you more, as one manager to another - leave the burden of "worry" to those who are used to it and have woven it into their paradigm of existence in this world. Some of them will be your sword, some your eyes and ears, some your brain, some your heart. At the crucial moment, their skills will serve you well. As for me... I am ready for anything that fate intends to throw at me. Because I am an entity that controls the threads of the lives of my helpless opponents, cutting them with quick and precise strikes under the cover of darkness. And today, darkness is gathering over the island of Lungwort... Lester inhaled the sea air, as if savoring this growing despair in the atmosphere from the anticipation of the inevitable catastrophe. Exhaling, he smiled, laughed quietly and menacingly, throwing his head back, and went to rest on a bench, waiting for the start of the tour.