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As expected, the procession passing through the forest could not fail to attract the attention of the local inhabitants. Very quickly, the group found themselves surrounded by six pairs of extremely curious eyes, in which no less unfriendly intentions could be read. It would seem, what could six primates, even if armed with quality weapons, do against seven people, many of whom had some combat experience? As it turned out, a lot. Mira and Milo, who had performed so brilliantly in a recent training session, only managed to take down two opponents armed with bows before the remaining four enraged monkeys beat them to near death. And, no matter how hard Ayrlis' squad tried to repel this onslaught, by the time they dealt with their opponent, it was already too late – their comrades, barely alive, lay on the ground. Seeing such a sight, realizing that just a couple of hours ago they were all together, chatting and joking, the girl was stunned – she just stood there and stared at it, paralyzed by fear. Only thanks to the resilience of her more experienced comrades did they manage to save Mira, barely pulling her back from the brink of the afterlife. Unfortunately, Milo was less fortunate, and no medical help could save him.
After recovering somewhat from the shock, the Kaolian realized that the miraculous first aid had been provided using part of their cargo, intended for a secluded village hidden in the forest. Ayrlis could not blame her comrades for such actions; perhaps she would have done the same, but the fact remained. And they all, especially the girl herself, as the squad leader, would have to bear responsibility for all the consequences of such a decision. After a short funeral and a silent farewell to the young man, the squad moved on – they still had to deliver the cargo to its destination.
“If no one has chosen any of the trophy weapons for themselves, I suggest we hand it over to the villagers. Regardless of the current situation, they need it more now,” the girl said quietly as the group moved on again, “and you probably wouldn’t want to hold in your hands the weapon that took Milo’s life. Besides, Coriel,” Ayrlis turned to the elf, “in case you still have the strength at the end of our journey, the village will surely find a use for your healing skills. Regardless of what happened, it would be right for us to offer our help.

Jurgen remembered his conversation with Milo about the strength of the monkeys and wanted to express his thoughts on this, but he couldn't formulate them, so he simply shook his head in silence.
- Damned monkeys, why can't they just sit in the trees? - muttered the warrior. - Are they not getting enough food, or what? Although, it wouldn't hurt to roast them, - Jurgen remembered the times when they lived with a group of Nites for several weeks and expanded their gastronomic experience.

Are we going to split the loot? I hope he didn't have time to stain the handkerchief...

He promised a pistol and an item that increases damage for Lock, and said not to touch the scarf. He didn't say anything about the chimera.

Let the leader give the command when you will move on.

you can also skin the monkeys, take the meat, and Frag will sell it.

Oh, I thought we were already making progress.

The squad successfully reaches its destination, where at the entrance to an inconspicuous but spacious cave at the foot of the mountain, they are met by the leader of the settlement - Raum.

Having ascertained that the travelers came in peace, he invited them inside, where they also met the other inhabitants of the cave.



Everyone except the Kaol and Raum was wary, and the other inhabitants, including both children and the elderly, did not greet the guests, either out of fear or shyness.
— Welcome, — Raum took off his helmet and gestured for the others to follow his example; the squad of Ayrlis saw Raum's goat-like head and the raven-haired head of the second warrior, but the others did not dare to show their faces, — so, what brings you to us?

— Thank you for your hospitality, — Ayrlis said politely, bowing in response to the greeting. — We have arrived with a shipment from Lord Mukus, including medicines, weapons, and other supplies that your settlement needs. Unfortunately, — the girl lowered her head apologetically, — during our journey, our group was ambushed, and to save the lives of our comrades, we used some of the medical supplies. As the leader of the detachment, I take full responsibility for this decision and offer my deepest apologies, — raising her head, the Kaolian beckoned Koriell and Jurgen, who was carrying the weapons. — To prove the sincerity of my apologies, I believe it would be fair for us to hand over the captured weapons to you and offer the assistance of our healer. Although this will not, in any way, compensate for the medicines you did not receive.

“Come on, lift your head,” the goat hesitated, “we understand everything, and it would be foolish not to try to help those who need urgent assistance when everything necessary is at hand. I hope everyone is alive and well?”

— Unfortunately, one of our squad members, a brave fellow named Milo, didn't survive the ambush, — the Kaolian replied calmly, but with lingering regret in her voice.

— It's like this... — Raum folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and recited a prayer, finishing with the following words, — ...may Dante save his soul and may Abelia have mercy on him. — You must be very tired after what you've been through, — the Kaolian joined the conversation, — how about resting for a while in our settlement and regaining your strength, both mental and physical? Oh, my name is Nolina, nice to meet you.

“I’m Ayrlys Ayle,” the swordswoman replied, “and it would be extremely generous of you.”

Soon, the travelers and the seven who had met them were sitting together around a pot of food. — ...And when I was born, my skin was darker than that of the locals, and of course, my demonic appearance didn't help, heh, but they accepted me as I was... There are good, kind people living in Refitea after all. Oh, little one," he says to Mira, "have you heard of Bezlobino? It's my hometown, located in the northern Lafrenian part of Refitea. I wonder how things are there now. I remember the elder being very pious and well-read, he taught me a lot. But then they built an Oranian church, and they drove me away because I'm a demon. That's how I ended up in Aeolia, but even here I have to live in exile. Well, everyone here has a similar story... It would be fine if I hadn't had to leave my beloved woman. — Had to? — Nolyn disagreed. — If I remember correctly, when foreigners started driving demons out of the Aeolian cities, she wanted to go with you, but you refused. — What else could I do? Life here is hard, dangerous, and in some ways sad. She'll be happier in civilization. In response, the woman only sighed heavily. During this conversation, it turned out that Raum was a follower of Dante, Nolyn was a priestess of Gula, whose duties included caring for the villagers; the three warriors: Belial, a follower of Ira; Raven, a follower of Superbia; and Seir, a follower of Rishi, were the village's defenders, while Decabrina and Salasara, followers of Luxuria and Mana respectively, performed a variety of tasks. In addition (★), in gratitude for the work done, Raum offered to teach the guests how to wield a warhammer or how to draw enemy attacks (taunt), while Nolyn offered to teach those capable to cast the "restoration" spell. All members of the party receive 250 experience points for completing the quest.

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(taunt)