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Asmidul was supposed to start the speech as the boss of this criminal group of murderers and sadists, but the first words involuntarily burst out of Camistella. “Erika… you… could it be that after a whole year, we still haven’t found a single reason to hint at each other about the black knight…” Indeed, it’s a small world!
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The first was called Veskal, the second Torired, the third Inavkanni, and the fourth Nagayashi.
- This is so stupid, - the only girl in the group shares her opinion, - it's the second millennium, and such nonsense is still happening in this world. Instead of swinging iron and throwing spells at each other, they could do something more meaningful. There are so many arts they could pursue, so much that science has not yet explored, and even just lying in the sun to warm up is better than all this.
- I agree, - Torired joins in, - we are, after all, people, intelligent beings, not some kind of barbarians. We could have built a utopia long ago, but no - because of the excessive ego of a few, we all suffer.
- I don't care, - Inavkanni replies, - whatever happens, happens.
- I believe in Arselia and her love for humanity, - Veskal concludes the series of answers, - the undead will definitely be defeated!
- Yeah, yeah, - Ferus agreed. - Well, thank you for your help. I hope everything will be alright in the end.
Having finished collecting the interviews, the Sugarian goes to his guild to submit the assignment.
right at the station

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Leader Asmidul and assistants Kamistella/Linshi arrive at the "Light of Sizki." It was lunchtime, and they find the sought-after Genz in the dining hall, where two other individuals cursed by the Black Knight are also present. Although they feel somewhat better than before, they are still given easily digestible food, and today it is mashed potatoes with boiled chicken fillet and boiled carrots.
Erika's face "virtually" darkens, even darker than the Black Knight who haunted her dreams a year ago and who, for some reason, has started to "bother" her again towards the end of her stay in the Calcite pit. The spoon of food slowly returns to the plate without reaching her mouth, and her mind gradually begins to drift "somewhere far away..."

"YOUUUU..."

For a moment, Erika forgets about Genz and even about the accursed Calcite...

"Come on, do it. This is your chance!" a voice said.
"Abra, cadabra..."
"Wait! Don't you want to burn down the hospital?" a second voice said...
"But this creature took Jack from me! I'll deal with him. The hospital won't suffer..."
"That's right! Kill this creature!!!"
"No! Just not here! Not in front of witnesses!"
"But this is a Haran sorcerer! An enemy of Asuguh!"
"That still needs to be proven... You'd better invite him for a walk. To a deserted forest, closer to the sea. So that you can feed the fish right away, in the glory of Zhyusyiksizire!"

While Erika was "listening" to the advice of the two voices, a third "appeared" in her head:
"Hold on, don't get so worked up. Look, your friend is there too! They probably came to you with a good offer. Erika is the future ruler of Shingen! Isn't that cool?"

In the end, Erika came to the conclusion that she could deal with this "Haran sorcerer" later, and for now, she could listen to what "good offer" these two and her friend had come with. At the same time, she decided to enlighten the entire trio with her monocle, including Kamistella.

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Asmidul, as the boss of this criminal group of murderers and sadists, was supposed to start the speech, but the first words involuntarily came from Kamistella.

"Erika... you... after a whole year, have we still not found a single reason to hint at the Black Knight to each other..."

Indeed, the world is small!
Erika is silent. She is waiting for the "testimony" of the monocle and the "good offers" from the "sorcerer".
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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Sitting in a secluded, hidden corner, away from prying eyes, sipping on hospital-grade liquid, Genza simultaneously fills out the Asugukh diary. The unpleasant experience he had has made him reconsider his approach to logging, so this time the entries are perfectly neat, unemotional, mechanistic, written in a completely different style, concise and with almost no unnecessary details or references to real places and people.
Title1. The square is crowded, with mixed moods. I know three faces, and now I've seen the rest (*x8). What to do is still unclear. I had a snack; it's a good place (*), and I see familiar faces. We agreed to meet more often. A foreigner (*) runs the studio; it has an unusual look. Nothing interesting in GP (*), just a collection for a ship (*). I bought some supplies (*). I went to a new place (*); the assortment is unusual, and the saleswoman (*) is polite. GR (*) is useless; the representative (*) doesn't even know what I'm talking about. I bought a souvenir in the arcade (*) so I wouldn't leave empty-handed. Gura (*) is also not from here; they have a strong diaspora. And one more (*) in the institution (*). I wasted my time completely; the theologians (*) on the floor are completely detached from reality; good luck to the two (*) who were hanging around in the hall, hoping for a bright future. I listened to the music (*), got bored, and left. I arrived at night; while walking from the station (*), I thought I heard someone call out, but I didn't see anyone (*). 2. The admin (*) said that someone (*) got lost; I hope they find them. I moved on, from the carriage (*) straight to the shop (*); the owner (*) is interesting. I left an order. GP (*) and the person who greeted me (*) are equally useless compared to GR. I warmed up (*), defeated three (*), nothing special. I talked about life with a soldier (*). I stayed overnight (*). 3. I picked up the order, went to the address (*), left the souvenir, and didn't linger. I moved on. The restaurant (*) is empty; the staff (*) apologizes; a giant (*) ate everything. Well, at least it wasn't people this time. I went to an old place; the drunk (*) refused to pay, and there was almost an incident. I donated to a charitable cause; the dandy (*) was clearly hired specifically to attract the other half. The random shop (*) is creepy; the girl (*) in it is too rustic. The last equipment shop (*) is closed forever. ... 4-6? (*). I decided to take a vacation, have some fun, and rest my body and soul. From point A (*) to point B (*), the route is almost direct: station (*) - gate (*) - station (*). I walked around the location; it's just a village. A couple of shops (*) with owners (*), an admin office (*), and a temporary shelter (*). While I was sitting there, I counted the number of local bosses (*x13 + *x10). The slaves should remember who's in charge. The complex (*) is "very" fun. While I was watching the waitress (*) in the bar (*), some guy (*) attacked a Chaldean (*). Now, out of all (*) doors, only one is open to the public. I spent a long time reading the names of the participants (*x23), trying to figure out what they might be like. It turned out to be a waste of time - they removed almost half. The tournament was not enjoyable; it was a circus and a farce, very much in the style of the host. I managed to talk to three ordinary people (*) along the way - they were not quite right. Even the receptionist at the hospital (*) is dishonest (*). On the way back, I was attacked by five thugs (*). The worst vacation of my life.
The scars have long since healed, and the nails are starting to grow back, but even so, the long, delicate pencil work brings a nagging pain to his fingers. It doesn't matter. Compared to the moment of their loss, this is just a drop in the ocean. The diary receives its final entry; the string is wrapped around the holder, and the writing is sent to the inventory - to join the previously filled Tunguska notebook. The notebook contains entries corresponding to what was seen and understood with his own eyes in the arena and from the mentors. Along the way, his gaze was again struck by some old category names; he wanted to cross them out and write something more sensible, but for the sake of accuracy, he had to leave them. However, a new one was added.
TitleAwesome!:
Fast Sword
Moon Dance
Lightning Speed
Duelist
Inferno

Cool!:
Imperial Sword Art
Crescent Moon
Full Moon
Frenzy
Arc

Okay:
Talwar
Two-Handed Sword
Welfer Sword
Piercing Strikes

Useful:
Counterattack
Secret Slot

For Some:
Shield
Shield Bash
Control

Garbage:
Em
Es
Eromaster
Self-Expression
Shibari
Pressure
After taking a sip of the hospital concoction, he finishes the plate without any appetite.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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Awaiting the "testimony" of the monocle
Sizki/Guild of Erudition
Enlil/Guild of Wonders
Mindjin/Theological Community - Guild of Erudition
Стартовый пост - Квенты - Разное
Резара - Аксель - Орвальд - ЭмилияСтэфания - Амвросий - ЛестерАльсираАлария
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Sizki/Guild of Erudition
Enlil/Guild of Wonders
Mindjin/Community of Theologians - Guild of Erudition
Having confirmed with her friend that the monocle was working properly (you never know what might have happened to it after its "wanderings"), Erika was nevertheless surprised to learn that "this guy" was from the Asugush capital, and not from the Haran Empire.

Her gaze was fixed directly on the "student".

"Well, go ahead and tell me, where and when were you recruited, what "delights" were promised, and what "offer" are you going to make to me?" - that's what her face said...
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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Leader Asmidul and assistants Kamistella/Linshi arrive at the "Light of Sizki." It is now lunchtime, and they find the sought-after Genz in the dining hall, where two other individuals cursed by the Black Knight are also present. Although they feel somewhat better, they are still being fed easily digestible food, and today it is mashed potatoes with boiled chicken fillet and boiled carrots.
—Is that him? And is that Erika? —Kamistella whispers, confirming the readings of the second detector.
Curious; after so many weeks, there were no matches, but in the hospital, there are three right away. Could it be that all the patients came here complaining of nightmares and red spots? That would be quite logical; it is unlikely that anything more serious has happened to them in their lives.

The young man shivered under the gaze of the mushroom sorceress; if Linshi was distinguished by her harmless love for psychology, Kamistella could casually break into someone else's home, but this one looked like someone who would happily blow your head up like an overripe watermelon for an overdue debt. All that remained was to hope that at least the young men would show some reason.
"I wonder where their mushroom companions have gone?"


The dialogue that had been planned in his head was no longer relevant, so all that remained was to improvise. First, he addresses Erika and Ushumgall, so that random people don't overhear:
—Hello. My name is Asmidul, and this is Linshi and Kamistella. I apologize for interrupting your meal and treatment, but the matter is urgent. Can we talk in private? It concerns the deadly curse of the Black Knight, which you and we are currently under.

Finding the shinobi hidden in the shadows, he approached the table:
—Good day. Genz, right? My name is Asmidul, and over there is Linshi; you probably remember her from your meeting at the theologians' guild. Sorry to bother you. It's about the Black Knight, or rather, his curse. I would like you to listen to what we have found out. Regardless of future actions, everyone who has been hit by him should know how much danger they are in.

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"What other 'black knight'? What nonsense is he talking about???"

- Of course.

"I'd be glad to listen to you. Anything to listen to. Asmidul, you say? So, the Lord of Sizok, right? What a bunch of devils, already thinking about dividing the not-yet-dead Asuguh..."
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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"So, I finally found those Calcite rats. They won't get me alive," – that was the first thought, immediately replaced by new audio input. Carefully examining the stranger – so this is what a dream team of artificial meat enthusiasts looks like? – he glances in the desired direction. He takes out a photograph, compares it, and shakes his head: "It doesn't match. The face can be easily stolen, but not the mannerisms," – he shows the man – the pose in the photo, taken in the theologians' hall, clearly doesn't match the current robotic one, in which she stands waiting for something.
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And then Camistella realized what was wrong with Erika! She was dating Asmidul! And what happens when you see the Strangler from Siska? That’s right: you eat mushrooms! Somewhere, Astral choked while eating mushrooms, coincidentally.

“It’s not him, Erika!” the lunar creature quickly intervened. “I also ate my mushroom, but it’s not Asmidul! It’s all the black knight and his artifact! We never talked about this, but I was also attacked by this Netherian abomination a year ago!”

The situation was dangerous: Erika, unfortunately for the strangler, was a powerful sorceress and could also be quick to take revenge. Asmidul’s life hung by a thread... although, what is she even talking about! They are all doomed and dead anyway. Everything is fine! Everything is under control!
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"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"
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- What...? - Erika turned her gaze to Camistella. - What do you mean "ate"... What "knight" are you talking about? - What the hell is going on here???
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.

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"I finally found those Calcite rats. I won't let them take me alive" - this was my first thought, but it was immediately replaced by new auditory input.

Carefully examining the stranger - so this is what a dream team of artificial meat enthusiasts looks like? - he glances in the desired direction.
He takes out a photograph, compares it, and shakes his head:
- It doesn't look like her. You can easily steal a face, but not mannerisms," - he shows the man - the pose in the photo, taken in the theologians, clearly does not correspond to the current robotic one, in which she stands waiting for something.
- Even an arrow in the chest won't fix the rude behavior. I hoped that over time you would stop being a bad person, but it seems that you are still one, and you will need a lot more "good person" points to change.

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- Yeah, yeah," Ferus agreed. - Well, thank you for your help. I hope everything works out in the end.
Having finished collecting the interview, the Sugarian goes to his guild to submit the assignment.
right at the station
The guild leader met the guy in his usual place.
- So, did you complete the task?
Стартовый пост - Квенты - Разное
Резара - Аксель - Орвальд - ЭмилияСтэфания - Амвросий - ЛестерАльсираАлария
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"So, they finally found the Calcite Rats. I won't let them take me alive" - this was his first thought, but it was immediately replaced by new auditory input.

Carefully examining the stranger - so this is what a dream team of artificial meat enthusiasts looks like? - he glances in the desired direction.
He takes out a photograph, compares it, and shakes his head:
- It doesn't look like her. The face can be easily stolen, but not the mannerisms," he shows the man - the pose in the photo, taken in the theologians, clearly does not match the current robotic one, in which she stands waiting for something.
—The face, perhaps, but not the way of speaking. —the botanist was slightly confused. —In any case, it was Lin Shi who recognized you from the photograph, and we can track the mark of the Black Knight on you anyway.

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- What does "ate" mean... What kind of "knight"?
—The one who "killed" you and all of us a year ago. Only this was not a vision or a dream, as you probably convinced yourself, but a curse inflicted by him. Let me guess, you've recently started having nightmares about him again, and red spots have appeared on your body? —rolling up his sleeve, he demonstrates the disfigured flesh on his wrist, extending to his shoulder. —We are all in the same boat, victims of this scoundrel, and that's what I'm trying to make you understand.

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It seems that, being a rationalist, Erika preferred to forget about the incident with the Black Knight... perhaps Camistella would have done the same if she hadn't encountered Asmidul. – Yes, she ate him, – the Lunar nodded. – Raw. Alive. Absolutely without reason, in a sudden outburst. The truth is, a year ago, you, I, Asmidul, and those two guys were attacked by a warrior in black armor. He killed us, but since the killer is a powerful Netheril Knight of Death, the murder was unusual. The wounds healed, but the dark power of the knight remained within us. And it is this that drives us to strange and always cruel acts. It was the Black Knight who killed Nebos and Jack! With our own hands. Why? It's hard to say, probably just because he's evil. But that's only half the trouble! You also have bloody marks on your body, right? This is a sign that death will probably soon take its toll, and the Black Knight will get what he wanted. But we, a small group of his victims, decided to fight to the last! No matter how strong this Netheril demon is, we managed to learn a lot about him. And now all that remains is to gather as many cursed souls as possible for a final, desperate attempt to avoid the fate that Sir Tannon of Netheril has in store for us. And yes: no one can help us. We've already checked. I, for example, tried at the Guild of Wonders. Then Camistella quickly made a Persuasion check on Genzy. – You are clearly a serious guy, – she said to the suspicious man, – and you don't trust us. And that makes sense. Maybe you're a criminal and you're afraid of the law. Maybe you killed someone and don't know how, why, or why. And we have the answer. And we also know that time is running out and soon all the victims of the Black Knight may die for good. Ugh, these Barbarians with low Charisma... it's a pain to persuade each one, brr!
Карты для героев 5

"Плата за любовь"
"Путь некроманта"
"Темные грани"
"Рок Гримхейма"