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After some time, the raid ends, and Beata and Guion enter, meeting the annoyed face of Beliana.

- H-hello... Are we late?
- This is terrible. Is all information about the celestial beings now prohibited? Even some harmless books?

eat the squid from the museum, if it hasn't been disposed of yet.

- Good. Describe the appearance of Lord Raphael Nishenet, - Raptilion makes a note in his notebook, - and I will leave you... actor... suspicious company... bright simpleton...

- He was dark-haired, with curly hair, neat facial features, a mischievous smile, and kind eyes.

After some time, the raid ends, and Beata and Guion enter, meeting the annoyed face of Beliana.

She should be thankful that they didn't put her against the wall, considering she was storing and distributing prohibited literature. She got off easy.

Eat the squid from the museum if it hasn't been disposed of yet.

That's exactly what I was thinking of doing if I had gotten the coin.

- He was dark-haired, with curly hair, neat facial features, a mischievous smile, and kind eyes.

- Curls...smile...kind eyes. What's the deadline?

- I understand, I understand,” Ayano raises her hand in consolation. “No one blames you, Heidi-san; a lesson in humility will only do that over-muscled boar good. Although, he’s probably kicking himself right now for losing to you in front of me... But we need to look around; anything could happen. At least, out of a display of humanity.

- There’s just one problem… - The thought suddenly struck Heidi. - If he survived, won’t he come after me for revenge? I’m a heavenly ace, but on the ground, I’m no match for him. I wouldn’t want to get shot in the eye or stabbed in the artery. - She scratches her head, puzzled. - How about I tell you roughly where he fell, and you look for him? - She hands her a whistle. - This is in case you get lost or if he attacks you. I’ll cover him from the air then.

— I already know something about you, Erefir Linel Darvening, but it would be better if I heard your story and plans for your future in this world from your own lips. I am not obliged to show mercy to those who are not Her children, but if your life brings Her benefit, and not harm, you will be allowed to remain in Her embrace.

— Thank you very much, — she bowed. The redhead didn't seem to react negatively to the light threats, but most likely the extremely observant Kripov knew that it wasn't an illusion. Nozenrotka was a warrior to the core and fully respected the patriarch's decision to leave herself a legalized option for exile, should the need arise, even despite the lack of aggression from the visitor.

— My story is not worth telling in detail, although if Your Holiness retains the interest in everything unusual that you had in the past, and even more so, the time... But you probably don't have much of that left. Therefore, I will only say what is necessary, no matter how much I would like to take advantage of your attention, — absolutely sincere words, although Erefir was not used to lying.

— My home world does not have any specific name, since it does not have a patron god. We call it "world," "land," or "planet." As for my home continent, it is called Ertenia. I would describe my profession as a "wandering knight," meaning that the code of chivalry has always been the main measure of morality for me. By duty, and, I will not hide, for glory and interest, I spent the last years of my life in the so-called "Dark Lands," where I fought monsters and protected the few good people who remained there from all sorts of dangers. During my last mission, I had to part with my life, taking with me the life of a dangerous fire mage.

— To my surprise, I woke up not in the heavenly abodes of Grevan, where hot forges are kindled, and heroes go into battle with monsters. No, instead, I learned that higher powers, completely unknown to me before, had intervened in my fate. Having learned the reason for my presence here, I gladly swore allegiance to my new suzerain, Her Highness Naria, to whom I owed my salvation. It was from Her that I learned that my new world is called Anuzish, that it has life and will, and that it is under existential threat due to the intervention of otherworldly gods, some of whom, it is known, destroyed their own worlds and now want to make another, hitherto prosperous one, their battlefield. Thus, my current mission is to prevent such a negative outcome.

— I will not call this mission particularly noble, because there is nothing noble in a guest offering support and help to his host, or rather, the ruler of this world, who was so kind as to feed and water me all this time, and shower me with all sorts of other benefits.

— As for the rest... Well, according to the mandate, I must confess, and although there is no such ritual in the spiritual practices I knew before, I have already become familiar with the rituals of Anuzish. In theory, I should reproach myself, and objectively, find something to reproach myself for. For example, I tend to give myself too much to my passions, and sometimes I think that the people around me are often more empathetic than I am, which sometimes leads to wrong decisions, — here Erefir remembered how she allowed Raphael to recruit the dangerous Metarma into the squad instead of simply taking pity on the actor and establishing a strict ban for his own good.

— But also, contrary to tradition, I want to praise myself for the fact that I do not engage in propaganda, and do not inflict any other form of cultural harm. Moreover, as far as I know, none of the gods of my world are expanding into Anuzish: this means that I am not carrying any hidden dangers that I am not aware of. In addition, I try to make a positive contribution to the world even outside of my main work: I think some of the residents of Margel can confirm this by their acquaintance with me.

— This... Your Holiness, this is probably my not-so-short "short" story, — a light smile.

- Curls... a smile... kind eyes. What's the deadline?

- There's no rush, but we shouldn't drag it out too long either. Let's aim for the end of November.

- Oh, come on, he's not some kind of savage killer, I don't think he... - Aiyano stopped, fell silent for a few seconds, then sighed heavily and picked up the whistle. - ...yes, I guess I'll go myself.
She turns the gadget in her hands - is it just an ordinary whistle?
- Was it far? Will you be able to appear quickly if something happens? To be honest, I'm a little worried about some nasty creatures and other wild animals - it's a bit tiring. Do you have any of those around?

- H-hello... We're probably late?
- What a nightmare. Is all information about the celestial beings now prohibited? Even some harmless books?

- Ugh, - Belyana lowers her hands and rests her head on the counter, - there is a law on freedom of expression in the empire, so the government cannot confiscate such books, but... the church officials apparently don't care.

- Sigh... - Beliana lowers her hands and rests her head on the counter, - there's a law about freedom of expression in the empire, so the government can't confiscate books like these, but... it seems the church doesn't care.

- It's sad... It's probably because of those cultists in Taise. They got burned once, so now they're extra cautious, as they say in Zimia, - Beata grimaced.
- It's a shame. After all, you write all these books yourself, right? But I think that sooner or later they will see the light of day and find their readers. In our empire, things often change completely.

I don't engage in propaganda, nor do I inflict any other form of cultural harm.

I'm sure Zhenya knows about the embarrassing photos in armor bikinis. She should have repented right away...

Well, maybe only Draco would regret it, but Zhenya probably wouldn't mind too much...

- Oh, come on, he's not some kind of savage killer, I don't think he would... - Aiyano stopped, fell silent for a few seconds, then sighed heavily and picked up the whistle. - ...yes, I guess I'll go myself.
She turns the gadget in her hands - is it just an ordinary whistle?
- Is it far? Will you be able to appear quickly if something happens? To be honest, I'm a little worried about some scoundrels and other wild beasts - it's a bit tiring. Do you have any?

- Scoundrels, probably not, well, except... there was one, but he seems to have gone on a suicide mission. And there might be some beasts, but don't worry, I'll be in the air, I'll hear the whistle and come to you right away. It's not magical or super-duper, but it's loud enough for me to hear it.

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- It's sad... It's probably because of those cultists in Taise. They got burned once, now they're afraid of everything, as they say in Zimivia, - Beata frowned.
- It's a pity. After all, you write all these books yourself? But I think that sooner or later they will see the light of day and find their reader. In our empire, everything often changes upside down.

- I write one part, but not the other. - She sighs. - I think it will only get worse from here.