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There is an option to establish contact through... how did they put it? – he rubs his nose, answering Erika’s question, – through the “gray side,” but I don’t have such connections. – The Elder receives a separate, inexplicable look.
Using his miraculous telepathic abilities, Genza sends a reply: “I don’t know about this, but I’ll ask around.” - It will serve our purposes, - the worthy man accepts the key to the apartment where the money is the paintings hang. - I think this damned phantom-lynch scenario will bring us together again; like attracts like, - he rubs his neck. - To be honest, after seeing what was in Onkai and here, I’m even glad we didn’t manage to escape. Leaving the situation in this state would be completely unfair. How generous is our beloved “sir”-lord-master, to give us extra time.
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- What kind of people, - Scar, who is well-known to some of them, approaches the suspicious crowd, - ugh, you can’t even relax in the capital anymore.
- We’ll rest in the afterlife, just don’t let us fall into the hands of a Sorceress, - he snarls. - How are you doing? Author
- Akonia knows, I haven’t been there since I returned. I didn’t want to get involved in anything anymore, but when I found out that Calcite attacked us, I had a reason. Maybe I can get my armor back if I join the battles in the north.
- And do you know where it is? It might happen that we’ll have to take it from someone. I understand that it’s a family heirloom and all that, but if you really intend to do it, then we need to figure out how.
- Good afternoon. How are things in Sugar? Is the arena functioning, or are there enough real battles there? - Erika asked the "champion."
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- We'll rest in the afterlife, just hope not to fall into the hands of a sorcerer, - he grins. - How are you?
- Akonia knows, I haven't been there since I returned. I didn't want to get involved in anything, but when I found out that Calcite attacked us, I had a reason. Maybe I can get my armor back if I join the battles in the north.
Ushumgallu stood at the dock, gazing at the sea creatures swaying rhythmically and the busy sailors scurrying around their steel hulls, and only the fresh sea breeze prevented the tired Calcite from falling completely asleep while watching this scene. They missed all the fun again. They were stuck again. They can't even go out to get a newspaper. If Sir Tann is so interested in the obelisks, why didn't anyone help them with the road? Or... this time, Phantom pretended to be that guy with the rings, and they didn't solve the puzzle again? Either way, it was time to go to the meeting of the losers.
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"Well, what can I say..." he summarized, listening to the discouraging news. "If the situation doesn't change, then it really will be a wasteland."
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- What kind of people, - Scar, who is well-known to some of them, approaches the suspicious crowd, - ugh, you can't even relax in the capital anymore.
"Hey," Ushumgallu greets his former cellmate with a handshake.
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- Akonia knows, I haven't been there since I returned. I didn't want to get involved in anything anymore, but when I found out that Calcite attacked us, I had a reason. Maybe I can get my armor back if I join the battles in the north.
"And Zibabych is going there too... I guess I should go too. I'll get some exercise. Maybe I'll even get to the throat of that bespectacled guy. Hmm, Asmidul, we're not talking about you. Maybe I'll bring some more of my Knights so they don't rot in the hospital.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
- Do you know where he is? It might happen that we'll have to take it from someone. I understand that it's a family heirloom and all that, but if you're really going to do it, we need to figure out how.
- Not yet, but even in battle, it shouldn't be too hard to spot him... Probably. And I'll explain my situation to Argos, we're somewhat familiar, so if someone else loots it, maybe everything will resolve itself. The other question is that if we don't fight at all, it will be difficult to rely on getting trophies, even if they originally belonged to me.
- Not yet, but even in battle, it shouldn't be too hard to spot him... Probably. And I'll explain my situation to Argos, we're somewhat acquainted, so if someone else loots it, maybe everything will resolve itself. The other question is, if we don't fight at all, it will be difficult to count on getting any trophies, even if they originally belonged to me.
- Yeah, Ginza probably pocketed it, - suggested Erika. - Or that guy, what's his name... the newly appointed "King of Calcite," - she smirked. - Well, they didn't leave it for a museum.
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: no need for words – he’s an eyesore! Original shard of consciousness: I think men should be judged by their abilities and charisma, otherwise almost everyone around is an eyesore... Lustful shard of consciousness: scrymes are ideal! Black shard of consciousness: so, what? Time to go home? To the wonderful Enlil? Not as wonderful as Nephiria, of course... Original shard of consciousness: I hope I won’t have to kick out some visiting Haranian lord from the mansion... Kamistella (?): I hope so too... I really hope so...
– There is no escape from Asuguh, – Kamistella summarized the reconnaissance operation, – therefore, we have time to visit other cities. For example, Enlil. Which is what I will do right now. If you want to meet, Asmidul knows the address of the mansion, but, as they say, repetition is the mother of learning, so here it is: Wonderful Quarter, Beautiful Street. My possessions occupy half of this cozy corner of the city, you won’t miss it. And... I think our only chance to achieve our goal is to lead Asuguh to victory. This way, we will not only defend our homeland, but also get an obelisk or two from each defeated enemy. With that, I bid you farewell, may fortune smile upon you!
With these words, Kamistella heads to the transport station, and from there to Enlil.
Upon arriving in Enlil, Camistella saw that Calcite’s airships had also reached this location – thanks to their efforts, the once beautiful city had become slightly less beautiful than usual, although the damage itself was minimal.
Red Shard of Consciousness: I think it's time we came up with a clever response to Calcite... oh, I have an idea! Let's gather the corpses of these raiders, there should be quite a few scattered around the different cities, and form a huge inscription from their torn guts: "Felicia is a pirate whore!". We'll hang this garland on the Sushin Gates and enjoy the reaction! Forgotten Shard of Patriotism: I'm in!
Camistella gloomily surveys the battered rooftops of the houses and approaches the nearest guard.
– All the Calcite rats are dead, I hope?
She said this with the sweetest smile on her face...
- And Zibabych is also going there... It seems I should go too. I'll warm up. Maybe I'll really get to that four-eyed guy. Hmm, Asmidul, we're not talking about you. Maybe I'll bring some of my Knights along so they don't just sit around in the hospital.
- If it weren't for Asmidul, I would have put all four-eyed people - uh, no offense - on the blacklist after that incident. But now it turns out that things are unpredictable.Author
- Not yet, but even in battle, it won't be difficult to spot him... Probably. Well, and I'll explain my situation to Argos, we know each other a little, so if someone else loots it, maybe everything will resolve itself. Another question is that if I don't fight at all, then I won't be able to count on getting any trophies, even if they originally belonged to me.
- Yes, Ginza probably pocketed it, - Erika suggested. - Or that guy, what's his name... the newly-minted "King of Calcite," - she smirked. - Well, they didn't leave it for a museum.
- That's what I'm saying, - he frowns. - My soul would also be at peace if your armor returned to you, but it's unlikely that it will just be hanging around unclaimed. I didn't figure out how to get it back then, but you probably know. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but if you had an idea, maybe your chances would increase.Author
With that, I bid you farewell, may fortune smile upon you!
- Go ahead, go ahead... - "I hope she didn't hit her head too hard after that incident, and that she'll be okay."
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