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– Thank you for such a warm welcome, Lord Faineant, – said the Lunarian with unsettling friendliness. – I am Camistella, a herald of the will of the Lane family, a humble follower of the ideas of beauty and art for all in our cozy world. Everything that brings benefit and pleases the eye is a flower in the endless field of civilization's development! Well, to all those gathered here and to the eternal prosperity of our kingdom!
In response to Camistella's greeting, General Goods timidly waved his hand at her, for which he immediately received a slap from his wife; a young man named Druj, in turn, sent her an air kiss. Overall, the elven model was well received.

Next, the organizer of the event, Kimchille Pesheng, had to attract attention to herself, but no one present needed to get acquainted with her, as she was already known to everyone.

After this stage was completed, the artist had to show the guests some of his paintings.

- I don't like to give titles to my works, so let's do without them...

- Like any artist, there was a time when I tried to depict my ideal of femininity with my own hands, and here is the result.


- The residence of King Iraola. I really liked the former Welferna in the north, so in this work I decided to immortalize the memories of it.


- Mio. Or Mao, whatever her name is. One of the ancient saints, revered on the Islands. Do you know her? I didn't really delve into it, but I really like her image. Here, however, I tried to give her a little more modernity and cuteness.

- Toyokawa. Also a good country, but it would be better to live in it without the damned etiquette and the crazy monarchy.

- And this is... The source of all my troubles. Once, our king turned to me with a request, and how many days and nights I devoted to him... The king is still the king, not some random vagrant, so I had to approach the task thoroughly. Such a challenge to my talent and hard work was the first in my life, and therefore I put all my soul into my brush. And what was the result? He tells me, "this is not at all what I wanted." And he left. He didn't even take the money he had paid for the order. Now it serves as a reminder of my lack of talent, haa... - The artist shrugged. - These are the stories. I hope this dose of Schadenfreude has satisfied the hunger of your dark souls.

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"Ushumgallu is heading towards the exit. Perhaps he'll still have time to take a look at the book of records today.
Ushumgallu arrives at a deserted complex of buildings with a very pompous name. The only person in sight is an unfamiliar old man.

- Hey! - he exclaimed. - We haven't had any visitors here in a long time, so I'll be frank - I'm incredibly glad to see you! What's your name? Oh, almost forgot - it's impolite to ask someone's name before introducing yourself. I'm Esseres Bunpro. Nice to meet you! - He extends his hand for a handshake. - I'm in charge here. Only... there's not much to be in charge of. The thing is... all our records were recently burned in a fire! I told them to record everything on stone tablets, but no one listened to me. But don't despair, that doesn't mean you've wasted your time coming here. Our test programs are still running, so you can be the first whose name will appear on the pages of our updated history! So, what do you say?
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When players gathered together with their "18-year-old" characters.

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Be strong. Believe
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Perhaps Kamistelle should take a little break and think about something simple and light... but, alas, she doesn't know fatigue even in the evening.

Here's the thing... indeed, the king is the root of all problems, and the artist is a deeply vulnerable soul! One might say "never mind," since they left the money and didn't punish her, but no! She's been in a deep depression ever since. She dreams of the Scrimshaws.

“Maybe there's too much emphasis on the forms in the painting... I don't have any other ideas, that's the problem,” the lunar muttered to herself, still standing next to Kimchilla. “However, the order is quite typical: a sexy girl in lingerie. Could it be the late king's wife? Or someone who resembles her... or another love interest. In any case, the king is clearly not indifferent to women, if he needed such a piece. And it seems to me that he wanted to see someone specific in the painting. It's a pity for Mr. Phainantas... he was playing a guessing game and didn't guess.”

And our king is quite the rascal and has his own ideas.
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Asmidul, unaccustomed to such an early bedtime, had to toss and turn in bed for a full hour before finally succumbing to an early morning nap. After barely managing to open his eyes and fueling up with caffeine, the student decided to start his new day with a visit to the university.

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- Essentially, that's what happened, colleague.
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Meanwhile, two stagecoaches appeared at the transport station - one heading towards Mifuguru, and the other towards Ninamiato. - I hope I don't get on the wrong one, heh.
- Someone probably got on the wrong one while drunk - they intended to go to the capital but ended up in the desert, - the young man said, rubbing his numb legs, and nodded towards the "other" stagecoach before heading to board it.
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Having reached the fortress – where the city administration was located – Ferrus, guided by one of the soldiers, finds himself in the protector's "office" – Argos.
Before entering, Ferr took a comb out of his pocket and styled his red curls.
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- Be glad you were born in Asuguh. - He said instead of a greeting, without interrupting his meal. - In another country, a small fry like you could only dream of meeting a high-ranking person like me. Well, ask your questions.
ha! we were practically kissing the princess's feet, and you?

The young man didn't know about the customs of other countries, as he hadn't been to them, but he had no reason not to trust the protector, especially since he was a city official.
- Good morning and bon appétit, - Ferrus began. - If I had been warned, I would have waited. I didn't want to abuse the opportunity that our country gives to ordinary citizens, let alone disturb a respected person. But I do have a question. The thing is, the time has come for me to choose a guild, and I would like to know how this procedure works and what needs to be done. Can I just go to the city I want and knock on the right door, or is the application process handled through the city administration? Maybe there is an official protocol for joining or something similar?

it's hard to write this

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Kei-kun-san
- The University of Sizuki promises a reward for analyzing this object... But you... you... What's the best way to address you? Anyway, take a look – any random passerby can approach it and start "studying" it; the scientific community doesn't believe that this secret will ever be solved.
- You can call me by my first name, - replied Erika.

After that, she carefully examined the "thing" both inside and out, and also carefully looked around for any fragments, debris, and other objects (both movable and immovable).

Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

(Закон сохранения).

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– Ushumgallu, – the calcite shook hands. – Uh… This is all very interesting, that is, it’s a pity that it burned down, and I haven’t quite understood what those programs are yet. In general, the old man was strange, and one should be careful with him, but the words about being “the first in history” had an effect.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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Kei-kun-san
There was no Protector of Enlil or any of her deputies in the city administration at the moment, so, following a tip from one of Insho's colleagues, she had to make her way to the military training ground on the outskirts of the city. There, she found Enlil's soldiers engaged in training exercises, where they had to defend themselves against attacks by monstrous lions and other dangerous creatures.

- What happened, huh? Huh? - Seeing that one of her trainees had fallen to the ground and couldn't find the strength to get up, the wild-looking woman deftly threw a stone at him, which, despite his fatigue, made him jump to his feet - the throw was so painful. - And you call yourselves Enlil's warriors? - Rushing to the guys who were paralyzed with fear, the woman brought them both to their senses by shoving their faces into the mud. - As long as there is still strength in your souls, surrendering is not an option. Forward, forward, forward! Giving up is not an option, even if the enemy has taken everything from you. Bite into his throat with your teeth! And if you have no teeth left, then break his spirit with the power of your unwavering will!

Deciding not to get too close to the simulated combat area, Insho waved to the presumed instructor - the wild woman.
- Good morning! - added the Lunarian.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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– Perhaps the painting has too many curves... I don't have any other ideas, and I can't figure out what the problem is... – the Lunar muttered to herself, still standing next to Kimchilla. – However, the commission is typical in its own way: a sexy girl in lingerie. Could it be the king's deceased wife? Or someone who looks like her... or another love interest. In any case, the king is clearly not indifferent to women, if he needed such a piece of art. And I suspect he wanted to see someone specific in the painting. It's a pity for Mr. Phainantas... he was playing a guessing game and didn't guess correctly.
– Lady Elsea is still in good health – that was the name of the king's former wife, whose name had not been mentioned much in the last decade – do you think that if I dyed my hair snow-white and used blue contact lenses, would that look suit me?
Kimchilla stepped back a few steps so that Camistella could get a better view of her figure and facial features.
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Asmidul, unaccustomed to such an early schedule, had to toss and turn in bed for an hour before he finally succumbed to an early nap in the morning. Somehow managing to open his eyes and fueled by caffeine, the student decided to start his new day with a visit to the university.
This morning, Zaviruška Snegoles presented the young student with a new look.

– Good morning, Asmidul, – she waved to him, – I'm glad to see that you decided to come to class. I will once again quote the well-known words in my homeland, "it is better to know a little of what is truly good and useful than very much of what is mediocre and useless." And it is in this house of knowledge, this precious University of Sizka, that you will find much that is good and useful – I am absolutely sure of it.
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Having paid the fare to the anonymous and unremarkable driver, Genza and Girra take their seats inside the stagecoach; there were a total of eight seats, and one of them was occupied by a passenger with a curious appearance.


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The young man was unaware of the customs of other countries, as he had not been to them, but he had no reason not to trust the protector, especially since he was a city official.
- Good morning and enjoy your meal, - Ferus began. - If I had been warned, I would have waited. I didn't want to abuse the opportunity that our country gives to ordinary citizens, let alone interfere with a respected person. But I do have a question. The thing is, the time has come for me to choose a guild, and I would like to know how this procedure works and what needs to be done. Can I just go to the city I need and knock on the right door, or is the application process handled through the city administration? Is there an official protocol for joining, or something like that?
- Well, what are you waiting for, just join us. - Argos took a piece of meat with a bone from the table and threw it to the guest. It looked like the leg of some animal. - Our ancestors could only dream of such easy access to meat, and in lean times, they would have stoned a neighbor for such a piece. - Having finished another portion and washed it down with wine, he continued. - The bureaucratic process is minimal; you just go where you need to, pass some kind of test, and you are enrolled in the guild. There is no need to register in advance; just come during working hours, and they will tell you everything and show you around. If you want to join me, we can arrange that - you will help maintain order in the city, and if you're lucky, you can slit the throats of those scoundrels who dare to resist arrest. There are quite a few of them here, coming from the border with Calcite.

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With a graceful tilt of his head, Genza flicks a stray lock of hair that had fallen over his eye back into place, then snaps his fingers. "Oh, we're not the only ones drawn to the path of adventure," he says, flashing one of his signature smiles – friendly enough, yet brimming with confidence and a hint of enigmatic intrigue – and winks at her. "Perhaps from the south? We can travel together."
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- You can address me informally, - replied Erika.
Nodding, the "researcher" returned to her activities.
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After that, she carefully examined the "thing" both inside and out, and also carefully looked around for any fragments, debris, and other items (both movable and immovable).
Most of the debris/fragments were in a cart that apparently belonged to the researcher Erika already knew; these were items of various shapes: here is an elongated cylinder, here is a cube made of what appears to be black metal, and here are some rectangular plates. Inside the "thing" it was too dark to see anything, but there was enough space for an adult to fit.
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- Ushumgallu, - the calcitec shook hands. - Uh... This is all very interesting, that is, it's a pity that it burned down, and I don't quite understand what programs are inside yet.
Actually, the old man was strange, and one should be careful with him, but the words about "the first in history" had an effect.
- The incomprehensibility can be easily fixed. Come, I'll show you.
Esseres leads the guy into a room, in the center of which was a small ring, and on it - a mannequin similar to the one he had to deal with a little earlier.
- You need to inflict a thousand units of damage on it... The faster you do it, the better. This is the first exhibit of many, do you want to try?
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Deciding not to get too close to the combat simulation area, Insho waved to the supposed instructor - a wild woman.
- Good morning! - added the lunar.
The woman took a few quick steps towards the lunar and, jumping like a cat, landed on her. With her hands, she grabbed her shoulders painfully, pressed her right thigh with one knee, and leaned on her stomach with the other, immobilizing her. - I smell estrus. - she said, sniffing the "victim". - What are you doing here?

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Was it a hoax, not a tragic death? Perhaps I should read fewer dramatic, light novels...

– Oh, I apologize. Sometimes my knowledge of the world lets me down,” Kamistella apologized for prematurely burying the queen. – It turned out to be awkward...

After that, the Lunarian was puzzled by Kimchilla's plans to change her appearance. As the owner of amazing white hair, she understood all its beauty, but the current appearance of the rich woman was also exceptionally good.

– White will suit you, Madam Kimchilla. But you are beautiful now too. Is it worth it? – Kamistella cautiously clarified. – Won't this raise unnecessary questions?

Hmm, copying the appearance of a woman whose image the king deemed unsuccessful... it's a rather strange idea.