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As far as I understand, you've already acquired a valuable heirloom by spending your Organization Skill (OS). You revisited the trading lecture, and a conversion occurred.

That's exactly what happened.

Learning counterintelligence.

During her stay at the Refitei outpost in the forests of Medivil, (I assume) Ashur managed to persuade Major Animeev Sergei Myslemirovich to release one of his prisoners from custody — namely, the nijka Pizhma, who had been detained because she had snuck in without permission and started a fight with one of the soldiers over, if you will, him harassing her friend. And Pizhma was a great champion of justice and could not allow such a scoundrel's deed to go unpunished. She was released under the pretext that she would never again come within even a centimeter of Refitei military installations or approach its soldiers with aggressive intentions — an oath was extracted from her for this, and a second one she gave to Ashur, swearing to repay him for her rescue through her service. 

Primary weapon: Themis+ Damage: 72 (86) Additional attack If the character adheres to the conviction "Superbia" +2.4 to accuracy, evasion, and speed for each enemy they consider evil. Secondary/backup weapon: - Slot 1: - Slot 2: -

Pizhma Experience: 461 Origin: Nijtsy Free parameter distribution (attack, health x10, AP, defense x2, accuracy, evasion, speed, will, charisma, beauty) but no more than +5 or -5 to any single one. Charisma -5, will -3, AP +5, speed +3. Conviction: Superbia ・Charisma +2, beauty +2, will +2, attack +2, AP +1. Skills Shashka 1. No penalty.  2. +3 to accuracy, +2 to speed. ・Family heirloom. A certain artifact. ・Insight. The character's attacks ignore the enemy's defense and blocks.  Parameters Attack: 12 Health: 100 Defense: 0 Accuracy: 13 Evasion: 10 Speed: 15 Will: 9 AP: 9 Charisma: 7 Beauty: 12 Crit: 0% Event points: 1 Inventory Wallet: 5 hime

Counterintelligence - 500.

I'm also learning about counterintelligence.

On the way back to Medivil, the squad was lucky enough to avoid an encounter with the monkeys of this forest – perhaps in their previous meeting, they managed to demonstrate who is in charge of the forest, but the demonic bandits didn't learn their lesson and came in even greater numbers than before, and judging by all, they are better equipped – the equipment of most of them was the same as last time, but it was clear that a skilled craftsman had worked on it.

— My name is Suitangi, — the leader standing in the center briefly introduced himself, and immediately got to the point, — what will you pay with: blood or wealth?

They should have drained the blood from the monkeys, alas...

The traumatic experience from their last expedition showed that the forests here were more dangerous than the Kirovgrad industrial district after sunset, so this time, Myroluba was fully prepared. Wrapping herself in a cloak to protect against branches, covering her head with a wide-brimmed hat to ward off ticks, and pulling her gloves tighter for a better grip on the handle of her firearm, she looked almost like the perfect wanderer, except for the very strange shoes, which, to some extent, helped her avoid sinking into the ankle-deep, dung-filled soil, but did nothing to protect her from the mosquitoes, the ferocity of which she had not encountered even in Refitea. By the time the eyes, which had long been felt lurking in the thicket, took on a clearer outline, the formation stopped, and the commander gave the signal to prepare for battle. The disgusting mutants, with the clatter of rusty iron and a hoarse cry, rushed out of the thicket at the larger detachment, accompanied by the wild laughter of monkeys, and Myra was sure she saw one of them greedily eyeing her with a predatory gaze, but it turned out to be her neighbor, the elder Korel. A piece of semi-liquid monkey excrement flew from somewhere towards the group, which was gracefully cut in half by Lance's sword, so that the splashes from it passed within a few centimeters of the group; he turned with a triumphant smile to the lady of his heart, in order to utter a gallant compliment, but this remark was drowned out by the deafening thunder that seemed to come from the very depths of hell. After that, mostly chaos ensued, marked by desperate running, indiscriminate shooting, and a bloodbath. The monkeys fell to the ground like overripe apples, the dazed warriors tried to kill all the non-existent ghosts in this forest, which seemed to be hiding behind every bush, every tree. This seriously shattered the psyche of some of them: the younger Korel, mistaking his brother for a monkey, tried to provide him with first aid by wrapping the head, torn into rags, into one terrible bandaged lump, saying that everything would be fine, and no one could bring themselves to correct him at that moment; and their narrow-eyed comrade decided to get to the bottom of the essence of the primate he had killed, apparently having some old personal scores with them, although it is quite possible that nothing had changed in his mental state. Their only loss was a Novichok, the middle Korel, apparently some acquaintance of Airllis, well-dressed and clean-shaven - perhaps he decided to join their group just for fun, out of old habit? His death seemed to deeply sadden most of the group, but at the same time strengthened many of them in the simple thought that death can come at every step, and there is no place for uninterested people in their business. Calling upon Rishe for the repose of his soul, Myra cleaned and reloaded her weapon, and then touched up her makeup, after which she refreshed herself with perfume to get rid of the ubiquitous smell of gunpowder. "Are you not injured?" she asked her passionate companion, having finished with her immediate tasks, more out of politeness, because she had seen with her own eyes how the enemy's two-handed sword carved chunks of meat out of him again and again. "I must say that your stubborn unwillingness to die is truly worthy of an aristocratic person, although at first glance it seemed to me that there was nothing but empty bravado behind you - there are many of you who thaw out in the spring. I was pleasantly surprised," she clapped her hands lightly. *** After the scene at the outpost, she greeted the chief sentry: "Zdravstvuyte, tovarisch!" she saluted the soldier. "We were very lucky to stumble upon these scoundrels and eliminate them before they could do more serious harm to less prepared people. But there are certainly more dangerous creatures lurking here, like those monkeys. I would recommend that you, if possible, comb the surrounding lands - this would benefit and raise the kingdom's reputation in the eyes of the locals. As for your hospitality, spasibo for the hleb-sol; my only request to you will be to share some ammunition, if possible. The last skirmish left me at a dangerously low level for self-defense.

After the scene at the outpost, she greeted the head guard:
- Hello, comrade! - she saluted the guard. - We were very lucky to encounter these scoundrels and eliminate them before they could cause more serious harm to less prepared people. But there are certainly more dangerous creatures lurking around here, like those monkeys. I would recommend that you, if possible, patrol the surrounding areas - this would be beneficial and would raise the kingdom's reputation in the eyes of the locals. As for your hospitality - thank you for the bread and salt; my only request to you would be to share some ammunition, if possible. The last skirmish has left me with a dangerously low level of supplies for self-defense.

— And a good day to you, madam. If it were up to me, I would send you home to Refetia, like Milorad, but I suppose you have your own reasons for being here, so I will say nothing more on that topic; you should understand everything perfectly well. As for your request, I don't think it will be a problem for us to allocate a certain number of arrows and cartridges to your squad, so I give my approval. Also, please accept this medical kit and 6 healing potions. Stay healthy and have a safe journey.

— My name is Suitangi,” the leader standing in the center said briefly, and immediately got to the point, — what will you pay with: blood or wealth?

— I would like to say that I am glad to meet you, but I’m afraid the occasion is not the most suitable,” Ayrlis nodded to the leader. — But don’t you think you might be mistaken about your target? We don’t look like rich people, but we are quite capable of defending ourselves. Even if you win, you won’t be able to avoid losses on your side. Not to mention that the disappearance of soldiers from the outpost,” Ayrlis nodded to the uniforms of the accompanying retinue, — will not go unnoticed. So, is it worth resorting to bloodshed if we can part peacefully and avoid unnecessary casualties on either side? Is our “wealth” worth the lives of any of you?

— These are the words of a privileged and extremely naive individual when it comes to their views on life. Those who find themselves in our situation have nothing left to lose, which cannot be said about travelers like you, and especially about foreign soldiers. Each of us is ready to die, but can the same be said about all of you? I'll ask again, what will you pay with: blood or wealth?

— And a good day to you, madam. If it were up to me, I would send you home to Refitea, just like I did with Milorada, but I suppose you have your own reasons for being here, so I won't say anything more on that topic; you should understand everything perfectly well. As for your request, I don't think it will be a problem for us to allocate a certain number of arrows and cartridges to your squad, so I give my approval. Also, please accept this medical kit and 6 healing potions. Stay healthy and have a safe journey.

— Thank you, — the girl nodded to the garrison soldier. — And I wish you an easy duty.

Airlis didn't argue with the bandit, especially since there was some truth in his words – he had clearly endured more hardships, and the girl believed that the group blocking their path was driven by desperation.
“Tushe. What is your price, Mr. Suitangi? We are not wealthy, but as payment for passage, we could share some food and medicine with you. Would such an offer be acceptable to you?”

Demonic bandits were willing to let a party pass without a fight in exchange for a toll in the form of the following list of items:

Essential Items
Coffee flask
Potion
All money
Fruit tea with pretzels
All first aid kits
Crackers
Dried pork knuckle
Healing potions

Luxury Items
Dante figurine
Kiera's gift
Luxuria figurine
Rishi figurine
Abelia figurine
Medallion with a blue rose
Lucky coin
Federation Merchant Guild ring
Pendulum
Lance's watch

Educational Materials
Treatise "On the Nature of Things"
Pururut and Furfur
Guide to handling a magic staff
Diary
Titanic Roar
Touch of Mana

Miscellaneous
Lilith's magic training toy
Cosmetic bag

Demonic bandits have gone completely crazy.

Fixed.