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#3843
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- They didn't even bother with Sizzles, - anyone familiar with Genza would notice how dull and lifeless his first words sound after coming out of the Onkai admin panel, compared to his usual style. - What time and rems are we talking about, Sensei?
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"Ah, Camistella-Camistella, you traded a great concert for some Scrime, my dear friend..."

"A great concert, Jack. Right?", - of course, having finished with the diaries, Erika remembered to take his out of her bag before the concert started.

Inspired by the concert, Erika went to the administration building hoping to get a good night's sleep, not forgetting to "inspect" it before entering.

If everything went well until morning, she would go to the Lunarian community with renewed energy.
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- Excellent, let's go!
Asmidul visits the capital university for the second time that day, but this time he goes to a new place - first to the top floor, and then to the so-called "Room for Guests from Abroad". There, the guys find a foreign-looking woman who is deep in thought.

Asmidul's attention is drawn to a sinister pendant lying next to her on the table, which vaguely reminded him of the black knight he had met before.

- Linshi, right? - Nergal started the conversation. - My name is Nergal, and this is Asmidul, we came to introduce ourselves.
After listening to the purpose of the guests' visit, the woman nodded affirmatively.
- I am glad for your visit, but, excuse me, I don't really have any topics for conversation right now, nothing comes to mind, so you will have to come up with something new yourselves.

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- They didn't even bother with Sizk, - anyone familiar with Genzai could notice how dull and lifeless his first words sound after leaving the Okai administration, compared to his usual tone. - What time and rems are we talking about, Sensei?
- Only the one and only Jingo needs a day, but money won't sway me. What's the point of a sword if it's destined to hang on the wall, unwanted? So tell Jingo, why do you need this sword?

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"Oh, Kamistella-Kamistella, you traded a great concert for some Scrymes, dear friend..."

- A great concert, Jack. Right? - of course, having finished with the diaries, Erika didn't forget to take it out of her bag before the concert began.

Inspired by the concert, Erika went to the administration, hoping to get a good night's sleep, and didn't forget to "inspect" it before entering.

If everything went well until morning, then with renewed energy she goes to the Lunarian community again.
- He didn't even say goodbye to me, - Jack suddenly said on the way to the administration, - That Nebos is such a fool.

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- What is in the soul and in the mind. Whether it be anxieties, fears, or confidence that everything will be alright. Perhaps the church has a special view of the situation. All of this matters, - Ferus replied, preparing to write.
- Well, my personal opinion is that everything will be alright, and sooner or later there will be no place for the undead in this world, because it is contrary to the natural order of things in Anush. Just as the aliens disappeared, so will this corruption.
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- Well, my personal opinion is that everything will be alright, and sooner or later, there will be no place for the undead in this world because it goes against the natural order of things on Anush. Just as the aliens disappeared, so too will this corruption.
- I think that's how it will be, - Ferus agreed. - Well, all that's left is to write down your name, and that's it.

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- I think that's how it will be, - Ferus agreed. - Well, all that's left is to write down your name, and that's it.
- Nameless, - the NPC introduced himself, - good luck with your work.
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- Excellent, let's go!
Asmidul visits the capital's university for the second time that day, but this time he goes to a new place - first to the top floor, and then to the so-called "Room for guests from abroad." There, the guys discover a foreign-looking woman who is deeply absorbed in thought.

Asmidul's attention is drawn to a sinister pendant lying next to her on the table, vaguely reminiscent of the black knight he had met before.

- Linshi, right? - Nergal started the conversation. - My name is Nergal, and this is Asmidul, we came to introduce ourselves.
After listening to the guests' purpose of the visit, the woman nodded affirmatively.
- I am glad for your visit, but, excuse me, I don't have any particular topics for conversation right now, nothing comes to mind, so you will have to come up with something new yourselves.
—I am also glad to meet you. M-m, and where are you from, Linshi? - the young man finally asked, lingering his gaze on the suspicious pendant.

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- I am Nameless, - the NPC introduced himself, - good luck with your work.

and is his last name "No Last Name"?

Having finished the questioning, Ferrus decided to pray, asking for strength and patience to complete his task, and at the same time, for the fortitude of faith for all the inhabitants of the country in the face of the impending threat.
- ... may our faith be strengthened, - the Sugarean finished his prayer. - Amen!

I wonder, will they tie me up if I use "Entrepreneurship" in the church? 🤔 Or if I use it during prayer...

Having finished with church matters, the journalist heads to the adventurers' guild.
 



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—I’m glad to meet you too. Hmm, where are you from, Linshi? —the young man asked, taking a suspiciously long time to look at the suspicious pendant.
- I’m from Mindjin, it’s across the sea, not far from Margel, the former Welfern Empire, the one that collapsed two decades ago, do you know it?
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- It's from Mindjin, across the sea, not far from Margel, the former Welfern Empire. You know, the one that collapsed two decades ago?
—I know Margel, yes, although I've never been there myself. And Mindjin... —embarrassed by his limited geographical knowledge, he glanced at Nergal, who was more familiar with the northern continent.

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A journalist arrives at the adventurers' guild, where the head of the local branch, Gonhu, is still training someone in a rather unusual martial art.
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Even after eight hours in the saddle, when his face is gray from road dust and his legs feel like lead, Ushumgallu will still insist that it is far better than suffocating in a stagecoach or, even worse, rattling in a train. The hooves beat steadily on the road, a warm wind blows on his face, and a fresh, well-fed horse runs so easily and naturally, as blood flows through the veins, its hooves seemingly keeping the same rhythm as the rider's pulse. No annoying fellow travelers, no pointless conversations, except perhaps occasionally encountering other travelers: some will greet him with a gesture, others will spur their horse and give him a wide berth, mistaking him for a bandit, and still others, like Ushumgallu himself, will not acknowledge him with either a gesture or a glance. It is easier to think on the road; it's just a pity that there is no opportunity to get a diary. He hasn't even touched it for a whole year, but he should. Surely, Klin Chegver, who rose from a princess's valet to the ruler of the country, kept such a diary, and it is unlikely that Akkada Babbara, who so ineptly lost his life, did. Taking advantage of being on horseback, before returning the horse to the stables, Ushumgallu made a couple more circuits around Ninamiat, taking a closer look at the city. As if a great escape is not planned... however, he may have simply arrived earlier than the royal messengers. They probably stayed for the concert. First, the Calcite native heads to the administration – after such a journey, a couple of hours of sleep would be welcome.
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e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
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—I know about Margel, yes, although I've never been there myself. And Mind-jin, uh... —embarrassed by his limited geographical knowledge, he glanced at Nergal, who was more knowledgeable about the northern continent.
- Mindjin is directly north of Margel, - Nergal explained, - it used to be the name of the island that sank.
- That's right, you're very well informed, Nergal, and you, Asmidul, forgive me for saying "знаешь" instead of "знаете" a minute ago, it seems I've caught a brain worm from Zavirushka Snegoles, I'm sorry, it's my mistake.
- Oh, Akonia! - Nergal suddenly jumped up. - I completely forgot that I needed to water the flowers at home yesterday! I'm sorry, I need to run.
Nergal leaves, leaving the two of them alone.
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For some time, Genza gazes at his own reflection in the material of the blank.
- In the darkest moments, the sight of its steel will remind me of the things I have lost, but also of those I still want to preserve. It will drink the blood of those who thirst for my death, and of those to whom it is destined, and pierce the callous obsidian heart of the invulnerable phantom, from whose advance the earth trembles. What will happen next, I cannot predict. I will leave that to the discretion of the gods.
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Asmidul sees off his departing comrade with a slightly bewildered look. —See you...
If this hadn't happened before, he would have thought that there was definitely some mystery behind it.

—Hmm, brain worms?... If a more formal tone suits you better, I can also stick to it. In Asuga, after getting acquainted, and if there are no significant differences in age and social status, people usually switch to using "you" informally.

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- He didn't even say goodbye, - Jack suddenly said on the way to the administration, - This Nebos is such an idiot.
"I told him about Foma's concert, and he told me about Jeremiah Nebos..."

- Yes, Nebos is a little... strange. But it's still not nice to speak so badly about the only one of his kind in this world...
- Besides, you didn't say "bye, Nebos, see you later" either...
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Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

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