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— The graduate listened attentively to the wise royal person's words.

—Idlers? Well, I've always thought it's better to show respect to a high-ranking person and think about whether they deserve it later, in private. —He thoughtfully rotated his clenched fist and spoke honestly. —Perhaps such a cowardly and safe strategy won't lead to the same success as the approach of a straightforward, confident, and brave person, but not everyone has all those good character traits.

He sighed slightly and pondered the royal riddle for a moment.
—Perhaps suitable options would be to trust "only yourself" or "no one," but those don't really suit my nature, heh-heh... I think you can trust close people and friends. Because if you even momentarily think in the back of your mind that they might betray you, then what's the point of having such "close" people? Hmm, but what was the answer in the novel?

"Am I a trembling creature, or do I have a right to exist? That is the question..."

"My name is Camistella Lein," Camistella Lein began her story about Camistella Lein, "I am the heir to the Lein family from the glorious city of Enlil, a member of the Guild of Wonders, and a humble successor to the work of Madam Kimchilla Pesheng. In my youth, I was prepared to shine on the catwalk, and I devoted most of my life to the craft of modeling. But although my love for posing has remained with me, something else has taken over me over the years. Magic. The wonderful gift of my people. I chose the path of the Guild of Wonders. For its sake, I turned my gaze beyond my native Enlil, a beautiful city, but far from the only one in our kingdom. This world... it is truly vast and full of opportunities. Born a noble lady, I decided to create my own combination of talents and a unique image. Now my life consists of mastering magic and engaging in activities that correspond to my role in society. I own Madam Kimchilla Pesheng's mansion, and I sincerely hope to live up to her expectations, because Madam Kimchilla is an example that inspired me to seek success! I learned a lot from her, and I sincerely hope that her journey is successful, and one day we will be able to see the brilliance of one of the most worthy daughters of the land of Asuguh!

Having finished her monologue, Camistella closed her eyes. Ah, the painting in the mansion is still an extremely useful thing. Without it, it is much harder to think about Kimchilla.

- I see... And what are you planning to do at the moment? - asked Erika.

- This is... a very profound conclusion about trust. - The guy brushed a speck of dust off his glasses and muttered. - Hmm, but what about duty to the state and all that? Well, I mean... I don't want to say anything, but purely hypothetically, if we assume that a loved one wants to overthrow you, thereby causing chaos and turning all the subjects of the kingdom into the undead, should you still put love and the willingness to be loyal to them above the lives of many thousands of your subjects?

- Coffee, if you please... Thank you. - Twirling a candy bar in his hands, he looked at the strange wrapper for a while. - I've never heard of this... Some kind of incomprehensible symbol on top. Is someone famous depicted here?

- I was planning to discuss the current situation with the guys, - a nod towards the students, - and then determine the next course of action.

- I was planning to discuss the current situation with the guys, - a nod towards the students, - and then determine the next course of action.

- Well, then I won't bother you.

Erika stepped aside (as far as possible from the people and as close to the palace as possible) and began to "read" a spell to search for magic...

– Janitors cannot cast spells to accelerate hair growth, – Camistella noted. – So, I still have more than one talent in life. You shouldn't focus on just one thing. The more you know, the more you can do.

- ... How profound... - Hisoka nodded as if each head movement was recording what he heard in a mental notebook. - I think... you should try to express your thoughts on paper and... publish them somewhere... And you know what... lately, I've been drawn to a certain image... Well, or not an image, but... I don't know how to describe it... In short, when girls look at me with disgust... there's something... unusual... about it.

- I do not know the language of the Barbarian. My words are meant for love, heroism, and wisdom, which is incompatible with our northern neighbor.
- I can't.

The royal palace emitted a strong magical reaction, but it was of the most ordinary type. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, the ruling dynasty most likely did not possess any dark magical secrets.

-- Let's discuss it. But, as I said, I definitely don't intend to miss the tournament. The war against the undead won't go anywhere, but such an event doesn't happen more than once a year. I was thinking: did Asuguh and Calcite participate at all when the undead took Tung? We couldn't just let our buffer zone fall, could we?