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Zostmer shrugged.
- I'm also a kind of genie, and I once performed a similar miracle, albeit without the victim's consent. I cut off her breasts and attached the genitals of another victim. With enough desire and skill, human bodies, you know, have a high level of customization.
- Come on, you weaklings won't be able to lift me, but I can easily push you around. That's the clear difference between superhumans and scrawny commoners. Alright, buddy," he gives Klin 1000 rem, "buy yourself some decent food, otherwise you'll just be a walking skeleton, and that's not decent.
The fat guy leaves.
After seeing off the man who almost had a heart attack with a sympathetic look, Klin turned the useless papers in his hands and looked at his companion: —Well, he's right about one thing, regarding my diet... It reminded me of one Calcite slave trader: he also lived in his own world where he was the strongest and most handsome. There were even several of them, by the way. But at least one thing can't be criticized about the capital: it's the number of curious personalities. You won't find such moral and cultural diversity in Kriedaar.
- And did the male genitalia turn out to be functional? - Beata whispered.
Guyon looked at her with disapproval - she sure found a topic for conversation at the dinner table.
- Very interesting, - he muttered. - But as far as I know, a complete sex change through surgery is not yet feasible. Perhaps magic could help, but I'm not sure. I mainly know that magic exists.
After giving the man on the verge of a heart attack a sympathetic look, Klin twirled the papers, unnecessary for a true ascetic, in his hands and turned his gaze to his companion: —Well, he was right about one thing, regarding my diet... It reminded me of a Calcite slave trader: he also lived in his own world where he was the strongest and most handsome. There were even several of them, by the way. But at least one thing can't be criticized about the capital: it has a large number of interesting personalities; you won't find such moral and cultural diversity in Kriedaar.
- One of my sailors, known for his love of voluptuous women, once said that the more body mass, the greater the gravitational force, but I think he meant something else.
"The Dungeon faction can definitely do it – Gorazd is proof of that. However, I'm not sure how well-developed and refined this process is, as in his case, it was clearly an unforeseen side effect. I've heard that the followers of Tevta are theoretically capable of it as well, but there are also several important nuances."
"Actually, Zostmer is a cool guy, even if he's a bit creepy. Maybe we should invite him to Carneol?" thought Beata. "Actually, Zostmer is a creepy guy, even if he's cool. Maybe we should lock him up in the Dungeon?" thought Guion.
Perhaps magic could be used, but I'm not sure. I mostly know that magic exists.
-- Don't doubt it, magic can achieve it one way or another. But I am a proponent of the aesthetics of the human body, in the sense that I don't see the point in such experiments... I'm sorry, Sir de Gnil, I understand that everyone has different aesthetic sensibilities, and I respect you for your courage. But in my opinion, a person is a complex quintessence of their material and spiritual components, and there are changes, even if potentially possible, that disrupt the original harmony. But you can conjure and create many things, up to the point where a person develops a craving for eating brains.
-- So... are we still sharing our favorite books? When I was a child, I had a story about a clever hidalgo, and the title was clearly ironic because the book, in a sense, parodied chivalric romances, but despite everything, my sympathies were always with the main character. With his striving for an impossible dream, despite his rather modest talents, his naivety, and despite the cunning villains around him, who were, in general, ordinary people, just extremely unpleasant in character... He antagonized society itself, he showed everyone an example of virtue that turns out to be possible even in madness, and therefore, all the more so, those who consider themselves reasonable are capable of it.
- And did the male genitalia turn out to be functional? - Beata whispered.
Gillon looked at her with disapproval - she sure found a topic to talk about at the table.
- Very interesting, - he snorted. - But as far as I know, a full sex change through surgery is not yet possible. Perhaps magic can help, but I'm not sure. I mostly know about magic that it exists.
- Unfortunately, no.
- Enjoy your meal. - Margina said to Gillon. - It's a pity that such degenerate topics don't help him.
- Good people deserve a good fate, so I only hope that these words will be understood, - the teacher concluded perfectly. - And I have no complaints about your classmate. I know little about him, and this event helped me to better understand his circumstances. Sometimes silence can reveal more than lengthy discussions in a guild of philosophers.
...
"Huh?.." - she thought, not immediately emerging from the drowsiness into which she had so reluctantly barely fallen. - "Do I want to check?..." - she thought gloomily, remembering who was traveling with them in the compartment. After looking at the ceiling for a while, she still turns her gaze into the darkness.
- One of my sailors, known for his fondness for voluptuous women, once said that the more body mass, the greater the gravitational force, but I think he meant something else.
—Everyone has different tastes... But I think you should stick to the middle ground. Those who like to stack buffs are the same as those who artificially enhance their beauty to the maximum; it's an excessive amount, and each unnatural element looks like they're trying to impose something artificial on you, as my mentor would say: "game-mechanical," and if you dare to disagree with this, you'll end up looking like a person with bad taste.
With a barely audible sigh, and with great reluctance, she continues her visual investigation, making sure to perform the indispensable procedure of detecting otherworldly forces and revealing hidden auras, a procedure that is essential in any possible life situation.
During close observation, a blanket, not intended for two people, falls to the floor, revealing to the voyeur an unintended (?) scene for her eyes. A rabbit, very familiar to Aiyano, was lying on someone with a dark complexion, with a carrot in its mouth, but since the face of this person was obscured by a close-up shot of the woman, it was not yet possible to identify who it was in this darkness without any aids.
"Too bad," Beata thought disappointedly, deciding not to continue the topic – she had also heard a remark.Teriteri
- Enjoy your meal. - Margina said to Guion. - It's a pity that such degenerate topics don't appeal to him.
- I agree, it's better to change the subject 😅 Sorry, I got a little carried away, it's a professional habit 😅 Favorite books, you say? - Guion pondered.Ment
- So... are we still sharing our favorite books? When I was a child, I had a story about a clever hidalgo, and the title was clearly ironic, because the book, in a way, parodied chivalric romances, but despite everything, my sympathies were always with the main character. With his striving for an impossible dream, despite his rather modest talents, his naivety, and despite the cunning villains around him, who were, in general, ordinary people, just extremely unpleasant in character... He antagonized society itself, he showed everyone an example of virtue that turns out to be possible even in madness, and therefore, all the more so, those who consider themselves reasonable are capable of it.
- Hmm, boss, I suddenly understand you, - Beata smirked. - It's quite in your style. Well, I didn't have much time for reading before Carneola, I managed to learn the alphabet, and that's good, - she laughed, and only Guion knew that there was only a bit of a joke in this - Beata wasn't really interested in books before. - And I had a favorite series of stories when I was a child, there were several authors who wrote at different times, - Guion gathered his thoughts. - About a wizard who traveled all over Anuzish in a self-propelled blue carriage, which was enchanted so that inside there was a whole palace with a bunch of rooms and a swimming pool. And this wizard helped people, overthrew evil rulers, and defeated entire armies of enemies! Moreover, he was a rather weak magician, and he mainly acted with his mind and cunning. I don't remember what his name was, he seemed to hide his name and introduced himself as either a doctor or a professor. I really liked how he outsmarted everyone, I was fascinated by his monologues, he was well-written as such an eccentric type, from whom you don't know what to expect, but he always strived to protect and save people. It was very fun to watch his adventures and cunning plans, but some of the enemies were quite creepy - for example, an entire city of people who sealed themselves alive in armor and did the same to their prisoners, believing that this way they would get rid of all the imperfections of the human body. I think I couldn't sleep for a few days then, I was afraid that they would come for me too and lock me in armor 😅 It's good that this doctor defeated them all. I loved these stories for the rich imagination of the authors, for the fact that in theory anyone can add their own adventures to them, and for the fact that the main character is kind, smart, and saves everyone. Perhaps I would reread some of them now. Yes, they are a little naive, but optimism and faith in miracles are never superfluous. - You've piqued my interest, - Beata smirked. - Do you remember the title? - Alas, - Guion waved his hands. - I read them in the school library in bits and pieces during breaks. Such literature was not encouraged at home; it was considered silly and unserious. - Killjoys... - I agree.