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"Perhaps the very fabric of the universe decided to end the performance in this way, so that the guys wouldn't feel bad about the morning invasion of the undead later on," the Knight thought gloomily, but he said nothing aloud.
Actually, Reven realized that sooner or later he would have to update the list of NPCs, and with the words "To hell with this crap," he decided to quietly remove half of the new cast.
"How strange the psyche works..." - Beata caught herself thinking, - "I'm thinking about how to cancel the performance and where to find money to pay compensation to the families of the deceased... And we still have to pay Creon... And again, I have jokes about robbing a bank, it's probably a defense mechanism, the brain is trying to joke to make it less scary and sad."
- We definitely can't let them go. I could also go... I didn't find her to be a strong opponent in this form, otherwise we wouldn't have found her in that state. But if you say so... I think you know her, and she's capable of deception or any kind of trick. ...I'm worried about the guys we sent with her," she said, taking a few meditative breaths and clearing her mind. "But you're right about one thing – we won't get a better chance to destroy this monster. We're fully armed, we've cleared the cave, and it hasn't collapsed yet. But what is this "alien element"?..."Author
- Our customs dictate that whoever saves your life, you must give your life in return, so allow me and Ahuli to enter your service, but please understand that each of us can only have one master, so either we both swear allegiance to one of you, or each of us will serve a different mistress.
- ... - ... - This... - she looks uncertainly at Sonata. - Ahuri-san, Ahuli-san... I can understand where this is coming from - my culture is also full of traditions, and certain social classes have a strict code of conduct. Therefore, I have neither the desire nor the moral right to challenge such an impulse. But still, I have to ask you again - are you sure about this? We didn't do anything special; leaving prisoners in this wretched place is out of the question. Don't you want to go home or go somewhere else when we reach the surface? Haven't you been dreaming of freedom all this time?
Alaria’s mind, however, was preoccupied with trying to figure out the geography of Anuzish, remembering where Carnia was located, and considering how logical it would be for people collaborating with the calcite slave traders, about whose activities she had heard from Varui yesterday, to also be involved in transporting dubious characters like Zostmer to Welfern. However, if she could read minds and they weren’t currently dealing with something more serious, she might have given a little thought to the possibility of replacing the canceled performance with some kind of improvised concert.
- We definitely can't let them go. I could also go... I didn't find her to be a strong opponent in this state, otherwise we wouldn't have caught her in this situation. But if you say so... I think you know her, and she's capable of deception or any kind of trick. ...I'm worried about the guys we sent with her," she said, taking a few meditative breaths, and cleared her mind. "But you're right about one thing - we won't get a better chance to destroy this monster. We're fully armed, we've cleared the cave, and it hasn't collapsed yet. But what is this "alien element"?..
- A fragment of great power," replied the light-haired woman, "I can't say more precisely. - I think it's about crystallized flesh of Akonia, that is, one of the fifteen Isomian stones of Naria," Sonata suggested. "Let's gather everyone and decide what to do next."Author
- This... - she looks uncertainly at Sonata. - Ahuri-san, Ahuli-san... I can understand where this is coming from - my culture is also full of traditions, and certain classes have a strict code that they live by. Therefore, I have neither the desire nor the moral right to challenge such an impulse. But still, I have to ask you again - are you sure about this? We haven't done anything special, leaving prisoners in this wretched place is out of the question. Don't you want to go home or go somewhere else when we get to the surface? Haven't you been dreaming of freedom all this time?
- For us, this is freedom, Aiyano-sama," the fair-haired woman bowed. "Life in dishonor is not worth empty words. And please, don't pay too much attention to the sharpness of my sister's words, she has a fiery heart and a sharp tongue, but her soul is full of tenderness. - No, it's not like that... My soul is like cold steel.
Realizing that she was not only an amateur but also geographically inept, Alaria understood that she would hardly be able to share any useful information with Sarana. After all, a native of Anush should know the geography better than her.
“Perhaps some ideas about the route could be gleaned from some of the surviving employees of Phantasmagoria?” suggested the inquisitor. “Considering how talkative, and even prone to revealing secrets, Zostmer was, it is possible that he shared some stories on the topic with his colleagues.”
- I understand everything, thank you for the information. If you remember anything else, please report it to the guard. Thank you for your cooperation, and goodbye.
Sarana leaves.
"And she never said whether Arnissa, Rapi, and Faemira survived the fire..." - Beata thought belatedly.
However, she no longer had the strength to be angry or do anything, and she burst into tears, covering her face with her hands.
"Wilma, she... She seemed so kind and bright to me. She was going to participate for free, just to please the audience..." - Guyon whispered.
"You're not helping," Beata whimpered barely audibly through her tears.
"I'm sorry," he hugged her and pulled her close.
- I understand everything now, thank you for the information. If you remember anything else, please report it to the guard. Thank you for your cooperation, and goodbye. Sarana leaves.
-- Goodbye, thank you for doing this.
"That's what happens when you get upset over trivial things; next time, the universe will throw something even worse your way... Of course, I won't say that out loud."
-- You couldn't have known, Beata; that's what makes madness so maddening – you can't understand these people, -- the commander tried to comfort and soothe her subordinate as best she could, although it was clear that it wouldn't be easy to share this grief, but at least she could try...
"Thank you for your tireless work. Goodbye."
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"And she never said whether Arnissa, Rapi, and Faemira survived the fire..." Beata thought belatedly.
However, she no longer had the strength to be angry or do anything, and she burst into tears, covering her face with her hands.
"Wilma, she... She seemed so kind and bright to me. She was going to participate for free, just to please the audience..." Gillon whispered.
"You're not helping," Beata whimpered barely audibly through her tears.
"I'm sorry," he hugged her and pulled her close.
"Don't blame yourself for what happened," the Taranian's gaze was directed at Beata, "even if you hadn't decided to put on your performance, Zostmer would have still lashed out at someone else and taken innocent lives. Given what we know about him, he didn't hide his nature and didn't even try to, so you are no more to blame than any other casual acquaintance of that scoundrel. Although this does not negate the tragedy that has occurred."
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