—Hello. And are you, by any chance, a journalist? —the erudite asked, just in case.
Now, don't get caught by Ushumgall.
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
—Hello. And are you, by any chance, a journalist? —the erudite asked, just in case.
Now, don't get caught by Ushumgall.
who is he? what is he famous for?
The son of the guy who killed half a million weaklings.
"Who is this guy, and where did he come from...", thought Erika, mentally asking her monocle to provide an answer...
- Hmm... Well, I'm not interested in this kind of "literature." I prefer to read other books... On the other hand, what do we care about the "interests" of others? So what if someone likes this kind of... this kind of "literature"? How does it bother us?
- Well... I'm not going to "work" there. And I'm even less likely to use their "services," Erika laughed.
- As for those who "like" it... Let them "enjoy" it to their heart's content... Maybe they won't bother us, normal women...
- But I don't care how people dress... If you mean "half-naked women," it doesn't "make me hot or cold." I would even say that it's a plus for me. Let them "attract the attention" of all sorts of "obsessed" men... It will be calmer for me. Probably...
- Well... That's too much... Make a mistake and suffer for the rest of your life? No, you're wrong...
- And what is "n"? 10? 20? 100?
- And over what period of time? If, for some reason, the "order" is not fulfilled by old age, will they be sent to the guillotine?
- Or maybe by the age of 20? But what if a woman has other plans? For example, studying... Hmm?
- That's right," replied the Sugarian. "I'm on a mission from the guild. My name is Ferrus (I don't remember the last name). If you're willing to help, I'll also need to record your name, and of course, your thoughts on the current situation.
- "A bad person on the team," huh? I guess I just dodged a bullet, - he says with a smirk, leaving the poorly ventilated room and heading downstairs.
- It's been a while since I've had such a dubious time. Well, you don't succeed unless you try, - summarizing his adventures for Zabirushki Snowwood, he throws her a sly grin. - But at least something pleasant came out of all this. I wish you talented students, good mood, and good health. I'm off.
—Ah, well, since it's from the guild, that's a good thing. My name is Asmidul. —the young man slowly dictated, just in case, so they wouldn't accidentally make a mistake in his name. —Thoughts... War is a barbaric, outdated, and unnecessary pastime. If countries sponsored science and education as much as they do their military budgets, we would have long ago enjoyed endless energy and health, without needing resources or finances. But alas, they don't leave us any choice... At least, the current events are not the result of two tyrannical kings dividing up territory, but rather an attack by a mindless and thoughtless, lifeless biomass on peaceful, free, and law-abiding people. I hope that Mother Anuzish will justly side with the latter, that is, with us.
son of the mayor of some town or something?
- The ability to terminate a marriage at any time is precisely what creates the environment for making mistakes. If this weren't possible, people would approach the choice of a partner much more seriously! Families would be stronger, and society would be healthier!
We leave the details for the king to consider, but personally, I think that setting the age limit at two to thirty-five years is quite reasonable.