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-- Serves the servants of the false queen and the slaves of the sea serpent right, -- Ushumgall wanted to spit from the wall, but he didn't kill them -- so he shouldn't be spitting. "Perhaps after a couple more such bloodbaths, Felicia will have no people left. Although, Calcite is vast. In twenty peaceful years, a lot of cannon fodder has been bred."
Kami's reaction to what he saw and heard: - ... It's just a joke. - His face takes on a serious expression. - There are probably many among them who were not given a choice, so in a way, it's all very sad. Not every country is Asuguh, where everyone decides their own fate. By the way, my name is Kamidoriy. I'm from Onkaiha.Happy Life
- Don't worry, brother, just remember what I told you here. Yes, I wouldn't want it to, but just in case. You're only thinking that way now. I'll show you... Truly, - he replies to the protector. - The arbiters of fate do not understand the limits of the existence of a default person... However... With all our shortcomings - we are people who directly affect the well-being of Asuguh and our cities, - he looks at the losses of the Calcite people. - Heh. Madmen who were sent to their deaths without any understanding of what they are capable of... What do you think... boss?.. How soon will they realize that they were wrong in their aspirations? I would like these workers to return to their lives. However, if their fate is to be struck down by my hand, or by boiling oil, and to explain this to the heavens - then so be it. I am ready to take on this responsibility. And if their mothers come to me - I will deal with them, no questions asked. As much as I can.
- It's not a matter of understanding. In Calcite, everything is arranged in such a way that it is impossible to influence Felicia Lungwort's power without external influence. For most people, this means that if they are told to run to the wall, they will have to run. Heroist
Returns home to check his mail and set an alarm for the next day.
In his mailbox, Asmidul finds an envelope with a beautiful image of a full moon on it. Author
- Does it protect only from weapons or from all kinds of magic too? - Erika asks the seller, looking at the assortment.
- It protects from those too.Author
- Does it also affect all kinds of magic?
- Yes.Author
- What a wise approach. You have done a great job, Erish, - Kamistella closed her eyes. - Ah, I'm so tired after the guild squabbles... I need to rest well. What do you suggest, my bodyguard?
Kamistella probably doesn't have much luck with friends. Between Phainant and Erish, it's hard to find a hunter for her body. - Healing baths, massage, a light lunch with red wine - that's the first thing that comes to mind.
Kamistella looked at Erish, looked, and concluded that the Rinzei had some kind of incorrect understanding of beauty. Is there any point in just looking at beauty and not interacting with it in any way? That's so boring! Boring! Very boring! Perhaps Phantom started having fun by humiliating random inhabitants of Asuguh and committing bloody murders because simple things had completely ceased to bring her joy and pleasure? However, the enjoyment derived from Phantom's antics seemed appealing only to those with very alternative tastes.
Lustful shard of consciousness: Argh, a devotee of the virgin goddess!
Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: Look at it from another angle! Have you seen anyone worthy of tasting the body of the great Rinzei? And I haven't. The same is true for the Mistress.
Lustful shard of consciousness: So, we've come back to the same old thing... how predictable!
– Massage, you say... – Kamistella pondered. – I don't think anyone in this mansion will give me the kind of massage I want right now. The nearest skilled masseurs safely fled the capital as soon as the war began. Okay, you're free to go! You can probably rest too. The Calcite raiders are unlikely to return anytime soon.
Judging by the Lunarian's face, she no longer wanted to see Erish. And what did he do wrong, one wonders? Oh, women, their minds are impossible to understand...
Inside, he finds a photo of a frenzied Aya clumsily trying to cut off the head of a conscious Inak. Judging by everything, it was a very painful incident.
“Ha-ha-ha. Want to catch me off guard? You won’t. —clutching the photograph in his hand, he returns home, slamming the door behind him.
“Here’s a clear example of the difference between psychopathy in men and women, Chereshenka. Ugh, I never thought that Tann would look more respectable in comparison to someone else, but I guess everything is relative.
He goes to bed without having dinner.
The craftsman silently sells Erika her goods.
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– Massage, you say... – Camistella pondered. – I don't think anyone in this mansion will give me the kind of massage I'd like right now. The nearest skilled practitioners have safely fled the capital since the war began. Alright, you're free to go! You can probably take a break too. The Calcite raiders are unlikely to return anytime soon.
Like Erika's craftsman, Erish silently obeys Camistella's wish and leaves. And where is that Phainant with his skirmishers when he's so needed?
Added 47 seconds later Heroist
—Ha-ha-ha. Want to catch a reaction? You won't. —clutching the photograph in his hand, he returns home and slams the door.
—Here's a clear example of the difference between psychopathy in men and women, Chereshenka. Ugh, I didn't think Tann would look more respectable against someone else's background, but I guess everything is relative.
- Ha-ha... So, I guess I'll have to teach this herd to think for themselves. I wouldn't call a Calcite a brother – no hard feelings – Ushu. However, life has shown that a person is capable of choosing for themselves. And that means that all wall-stormers must choose one or the other. And I will help them with this, - a hand rests on the radiant katana.
- Thank you," Erika took the item and headed to the adventurers' guild to find out how things were going with the "Thunderstorm"...
- What thunderstorm? The weather is clear now. - The guild receptionist spoke to Erika. - Ah, yes, that's the ghost ship; it's best to inquire about it in the capital, but it seems the raid failed, and for now, they've put further search for solutions to this problem on the back burner.
Added 3 minutes later Happy Life
- Ha-ha... So, I'll have to teach this herd to think for themselves. I won't call a calcit a brother," Ushu said, without any negativity. - However, life has shown that a person is capable of choosing for himself. And that means that all the wall-stormers must choose one or the other. And I will help them with this," he said, placing his hand on the radiant katana.
- Uh-huh, you'll help. I'll assign you all to a new squad with that guy in the mask, and you'll now also be meeting the next waves, got it?
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