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—I suppose it's possible, although I don't really want to bother her with trivial matters... —"She'll probably give me another scolding for making silly suggestions," he thought to himself. —But I was also surprised that, of all the places in the city, I found a library in a combat squad. If it's really customary here to spend leisure time in a cultural way between deadly missions, rather than hanging out in bars and having friendly duels, then I think I'll like my new job.

— You found the library in the warband, and I found the warband in the library, — she said with a sly smile, — I didn't say that I met them for the first time in the Imperial Archive, did I? While I was reading various things there, they were learning at Baldur's School. Just like we did once. But they didn't quite make it in time, for well-known reasons, — the Tanarian didn't linger on this unpleasant topic, — so they really do love to read. Although, Erephir seemed to enjoy fighting as well. And drinking too, haha! I'm sure that if it weren't for the financial situation, she would have tried to drag us to Ogma. One thing doesn't preclude the other.

—I wish I could have a drink too... Black tea. ... And indeed, they were talking about the Baldur's school. It's interesting how fate works sometimes. It's a pity they didn't make it. And I, unfortunately, completely forgot the coordinates of our mutual acquaintances from the RSV, thanks to whom this knowledge ended up there. But nothing, sooner or later the archive will be restored, and then Baldur will return, I have no doubt. By the way, how are you progressing in mastering the path of fire? I sometimes continue to practice out of habit, I feel that I am about to master a new technique.

—It’s a pity, I would have been happy to treat Mr. Problemsolved to something. Or at least pass on a handmade chocolate bar through you. Oh well, maybe we’ll meet again. We’ll all get together for a cup of black tea,” she said encouragingly, patting the knight on the shoulder. “And I just finished mastering the Path of Fire this morning. A momentous day, in its own way! I would like to use my newfound understanding to help the Carneolians with their training, but it seems it’s still a bit too early for that. I myself have only just mastered it. But that’s okay, it’s all experience. And for now, I can focus on something else.

- Perhaps I can do this small favor. Where can I find you, Sir Coldnose?

- I, in turn, live nearby, in [K-1]. I'm part of the multi-tasking combat squad "Carnelian." If you're interested in working in a similar field, feel free to reach out," she said with a charismatic smile. "And in general, I'd be glad to see you.

- Well, what about that? All intelligent professionals have their own self-deprecating humor; why shouldn't you have some too? But I was just thinking that homunculi are... well, they're something, right? - she makes an indefinite gesture with her hands, presumably to depict an amorphous, slimy creature with furry tentacles, then shrugs. - Well, okay then, that's a relief. At least this Dakini isn't a homunculus of that monarch, which means we can expect fewer tricks from her. But even so, that doesn't bring us any closer to solving the mystery... She's probably been alive for a very long time, but how did she manage that? Maybe she drinks the blood of infants born to unfortunate slaves? She must be incredibly powerful. It's unlikely that we'll find anything about her in the archives... Maybe someone in Risserlande can provide some information? What other options do we have?

—Wow, that was unexpected, congratulations! —the knight was genuinely surprised by such speed, but then he remembered how their comrade in Calcite managed to finish the encyclopedia and learn the local language while they were still reading the introductory chapters. —I hope you will one day be able to regain your old skills and combine these abilities into something... even more explosive. By the way... —the knight paused, deep in thought. —If, in this case, the problem is the magic of our charming acquaintance, then perhaps your path to recovery lies in the same plane as mine. But if the problem is still in your native, hmm, "habitat," then it becomes a little more complicated, so I will try not to give false hope.

— Thank you,” Alaria smiled, her smile as genuine as the knight’s surprise, “although I would like to master the healing power of flame as well. In my homeland, as I mentioned before, this was the case. It’s a pity that I haven’t been able to demonstrate it yet. But it’s good to know that a solution to my problem might be within reach. And even if it isn’t... I will try to recreate these techniques myself, based on my fragmented memories. I have no intention of giving up.
The girl confidently looked into the distance.
— Oh yes, regarding the “place of residence,”” the girl made sure that no one curious was nearby and switched to a whisper, “I completely forgot to mention that someone from my ‘homeland’ is actually in the city. The woman I used to work for is Sonata Reim. A very noble and selfless person. Quite an unexpected coincidence, I must admit. If your paths ever cross, I would be glad if you let me know.

—Reim? —Klin strained all his remaining brain cells, but to no avail. —The surname sounds vaguely familiar, but I can’t recall anything specific, sorry. Perhaps Father Eugene should be aware of all of Margel’s “guests” from now on, but firstly, now is definitely not the right time, and secondly, a clergyman still cannot reveal the secret of confession. But if I find out anything, you can definitely count on me. Recently, I have understood how important it is to have fellow countrymen...

- For the foreseeable future, my home is "Haven." I think you, as a local, should at least be familiar with the name.
- I'll keep that in mind, but I doubt my modest skills will be useful to a group of professionals.

and Sonata, for some reason, sent the guys to the archive to read about the monarchs of Welfern.

And Sonata, for some reason, sent the guys to the archive to read about the monarchs of Welfern.