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#5539
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I have a couple of ideas about this quest...

- You read my mind. I was going to ask the same thing,” he takes a cherry, reads it, and doesn't let anything show on his face. “You know, I think I'll never be surprised by anything again. What are your plans for the future? Dark times are coming.
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Neoria's facial expression was very gloomy – she took Camistella's words very seriously and clearly had no intention of putting off dealing with the matter. “The Guild of Wonders needs to identify and neutralize this threat as soon as possible, and we’ll start with…” They started with Camistella unconsciously casting some unfamiliar spell – Neoria was enveloped in red and black flames, and a moment later, not even ashes remained of her. Fortunately for the Sorceress, there was no one else in the room at the moment.
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—Absolutely... Such a popular "product" is surely being snapped up like hot cakes. —leaning against the counter, he flashes all his charismatic teeth: —Tell me, wouldn't you be interested in an offer for independent financial consulting? As an economist with honors, I'm sure that every organization will have a couple of minor things in its reports that can be trimmed to reduce expenses and allocate income wisely for the present and future "development." It's better this way, for a purely voluntary fee, than for malicious government agencies or angry customers to figure it out themselves. What do you say?

using the entrepreneur 🤡
“Eh?” – Zaria was confused, not understanding the customer's hints, and this frightened her. “Is this what I heard called ‘racketeering’?... Like, ‘pay up or you’ll have to pay with a kiss taken off the market, and not just that’?...” – Swallowing the lump in her throat, she, like a doll, gathered a smoke bomb, a sound bomb, a snake ring, a magic fruit, a vial of cursed water, a transmigration potion, and a growth potion into a box. “Is this enough?... Oh, take my fang too. Eh, not the one in my mouth.” – She adds an expensive card to the box. “T-thank you for your purchase, p-please come again!”
Happy Life
- You read my mind. I also wanted to know, - takes a cherry, reads it, doesn't let anything show on his face. - You know, I think I'll never be surprised by anything again. What are you planning to do next? Dark times are coming.
“I don’t know, honestly, but I really want to give my body and spirit a rest. Heh... When I was traveling to Calcite, I didn’t expect anything like this to happen there. If I had known, I would never have left here.”

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- Calcite doesn't end well. We need to convey this idea to all future generations, - not knowing what else to say here, and not having the moral strength for it, he casts a final glance at the bus schedule. - Alright, I'll go gather mana and mend my wounds. Maybe we'll see each other again, - "after the debriefing - on the other side," he finished the thought. - Good luck, I guess. We'll need it soon.

Slowly moving towards the edge of town, he walks leisurely between the streets, still discreetly looking and listening around, noting the faces and figures of passersby, repeatedly changing direction and making stops in secluded places to assess the situation.
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Well, it should have been obvious that the amulet was a decoy for the simple-minded, and in reality, it only does what it's supposed to: it increases the chance of raising the dead for a Necromancer hero. "Unbind me, Cyclops..." Kamistella's face took on an expression of something known in certain circles as "aher." "Is he... always with me? Where is he? Inside me? Maybe he... is me... and I... am him?! I am Sir Tann, a Knight of Death from Nephiria... no, I am Kamistella Lane from Enlil... from Nephiria... from Enlil... from Nephiria... from Enlil... how did you lose your homeland so completely, huh, Tann? Why didn't you crush Margel's forces if you were practically a demigod? I remember, Naria didn't personally participate in that campaign. Mostly, ordinary imperial soldiers stormed Nephiria. And a few unusual ones. And they won! They crushed the country that had YOU, the INVINCIBLE SIR TANN!" The Lunar Elf fidgeted in place... this is... such power... if you think about it, she can go to any protector, even the king himself, start talking about Tann, and that's it! This person, the Lunar Elf, the Scryer, or even a Haranian Sorceress, will die! Without a single clue. Ha, she has gained power that her father could only dream of! "It wasn't me... it was him... and he is me. Ugh," Kamistella grimaced again and continued to quietly talk to herself. "And Erisha wasn't killed... well, he's not a threat anyway. If Tann wants to embody himself in the body of a beautiful Lunar Elf, then our Rinzite will swear allegiance to him too. Okay, okay, the Manuals are useless, there's no one left to pay me, it was all in vain, and Asmidul can forget about his searches. They are pointless. Tann... he is always nearby. Just look in the mirror!" With a slightly insane look, the Lunar Elf returns to Erisha. "It seems that everyone in the guild loves to joke around with me. Only the Archmage used to avoid me, now I won't see Neoria either... well, since we're here..." Kamistella's face took on its usual expression, "let's go to 'Kalamandra' and eat. I don't think she's moved. In the presence of the Guild of Wonders, that would be too cowardly." Why worship the gods? There's Tann! The gods won't ride around inside you all year round! And Tann... he will always help, save the situation... and kill someone. Oh, Asmidul... everything was going so well until I met you!
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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#5543
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- Come on, don't be sick.
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Slowly moving towards the edge of taste, he strolled leisurely between the streets, still discreetly looking and listening around, noting the faces and figures of passersby, repeatedly changing the direction of movement and making stops in secluded places to assess the situation.
The atmosphere in the city was gloomier and more chaotic than on the day he left it; there were more members of the "Hand" on the streets, everyone was rushing somewhere, and there was no outdoor entertainment. Genza did not notice anyone following him.
The restaurant menu was unchanged, but at one of the tables, a familiar face caught the eye. The hands belonging to him waved at Sunaro, inviting him to sit down.

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– It seems that everyone in the guild likes to joke around with me. Before, only the archmage avoided me; now, I won't see Neoria either... well, since we're here... – Kamistella's face took on its usual expression, – let's go to "Kalamandra" and eat. I don't think she's moved. In the presence of the Guild of Wonders, that would be too cowardly.
- The members of this guild have a strange sense of humor; I guess I'll never understand it.
A waitress stood at the entrance to the restaurant, looking sadly at the door.
- Is something bothering you, my lady? - Erish asked.
- Huh? No... Sorry. I used to work here, but the restaurant closed yesterday, and I guess I just came out of habit.

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He sits in silence.
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#5545
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interesting, so the ability works 🤨
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- Uh? - Zaria was taken aback, completely missing the buyer's hints, and it frightened her. - Is what I heard called "racketeering"?.. Like "hand over the goods or you'll have to pay with a kiss taken off the shelf and not just that"?.. - Swallowing the lump in her throat, she gathered into a box, like a doll, a smoke bomb, a sound bomb, a serpent ring, a magic fruit, a vial of cursed water, a transmigration potion, and a growth potion. - Is th-this enough?.. Oh, take my fang too. Uh, not the one in my mouth. - She adds an expensive card to the box. - Th-thanks for the purchase, c-come again!
—Th-this... Racketeering? You've got it wrong, we don't do that sort of thing... This is purely on a voluntary basis, so to speak, for the sake of improving relations between our friendly peoples... —realizing his words aren't getting through, he catches a Linshi flashback and decides to hastily retreat. —Sorry... Your gifts will go to a good cause for the homeland, rest assured!

"How could this have happened?" —catching a negative buff, he examines his face once again in the window reflection. "I don't look like a black knight, do I. And anyway, I have the most intellectual look in this city! Heck, in the whole country you'd be hard-pressed to find a face like mine!"

Having convinced himself that it's all for the sake of saving the Fatherland, he puts the smoke bomb into an active slot, the ring goes there too, the fruit for a snack, and the growth potion for now into the breast pocket, closer to the heart. His feet carry him toward Ode.

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#5546
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welcome to the club, buddy
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Happy Life
He sits in silence.
Kami greets him with an uncharacteristic, sad smile.
- Nemuyasu was right, he said I would find you here - and how does he manage that? - The guy had a lot of things he wanted to say, but in the end, he didn't voice any of the thoughts that came to mind except for one. - Welcome back, Sunaro.

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+1 to spirit.

Oda's workshop is closed...

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- Tadaima, Kami, - he paused. - The trip didn't go well. If Nemu sent you, then I assume you're here to deliver my dismissal notice? In the old, reliable way, - he tapped the hilt of his katana with a finger encased in Asuguh leather, and a sharp pain shot through him. - Well then. Let it be you.
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Happy Life
- Tadaiima, Kami, - he paused. - The trip didn't go well. If Nemu sent you, I assume you're here to deliver my termination notice? In the old-fashioned way, - he clicked the hilt of his katana, which was wrapped in Asuguh parchment, and it echoed with pain. - Well then. I'd rather it be you.
"The first time, I will forgive their carelessness.
The second time, I will praise their persistence.
The third time, I will have to acknowledge their uselessness."

- The words of the leader... It's certainly unfortunate how things turned out, but for now, neither you nor I nor Hisoka are on the list to be beheaded.

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Then, take the loop to the station via the market – if anything interesting catches your eye there.

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#5551
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The following items are available on the market:


Divine Permission
Allows creating an additional character.
700 gems


Adrian Spight's Cloak
Skill points are doubled.
Maximum initiative.
800 gems


Collectible gem (July 975)
+1 to luck.
Slot: other.
75 gems

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- I doubt I'll live that long. For some reason, lately I've been feeling like I don't have much time left, - he rubbed his sore neck, which had been cut a year ago near the phantom shop. - What's the situation? I don't know for sure, but it's probably Zumi... Why don't you just punch me in the face. Although that's the least I deserve.
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“Seven times the markup for a year?” he nods towards the scroll, addressing the anonymous merchant. “What are they made of?”

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