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Erica goes to the capital's administration for the night.

"The Stone Man and the Wind Man... Your battle could have become legendary." He took a sip of coffee and stretched slightly. "I have nothing to cover your advantages with, but I will say that idealism in one's worldview is one of the few things that drives me, and science in general, forward. With all due respect, a stone will remain a stone even after a thousand years; is there any interest in the unknown in that? What if you move it, saw it, study it, throw it somewhere... Eee, I'm just speaking metaphorically... You can mess things up even more, but if you've done everything possible in the present, you can't help but dream of an ideal future... At least until you turn thirty..."

- It's like something is being remembered, it's on the edge of my mind, - Gen strained his brain. - Artery... Artery... Arte... ria... No, ah, I believed in such a fantastic coincidence... - he muttered to himself, listening to the story, trying not to get lost in the intricacies of names and put one and one together. - So, it turns out that her father was betrayed, which ultimately led to her being born, but then they finished him off completely? You know, betrayal is the worst sin. Where is your Gungnir? I would tell him a few things. And listen - what do you mean "he loved Artery like a goddess"? He deified a woman? This... - wrinkling his face, Gen puts his palm to his face. -
...Okay. So, Air is half of noble origin, and that's already a clue. Nobles - and probably semi-nobles - think differently than ordinary people, and they look for what we usually can't even imagine. And she's probably a redhead = fiery, right? Since her father is like that. There aren't that many of us, so the search area is narrowing. We just need to understand what drives her - what is her background, what did she do in life. Understand, you understand? I need to understand, I need to understand. You said something about Baldr, what is that about?

- To dissect a person, to study them, to leave them somewhere... This kind of curiosity is at the heart of states like the Haranian Empire, Neferia, and Mora in the far east. But don't get me wrong - I don't condemn these aspirations and ideals. It's just not my calling. - The samurai finished his coffee and, thus, finished breakfast. - Thank you. Since my departure from Asahina, this has been my best breakfast.

—Don't judge, but the slap was felt. —Asmidulik smiled. —A passerby walks down the street and sees: a man is being cut up with a knife. "Oh, Anuzish, it's a maniac!" he exclaims. "No, it's a surgeon performing an emergency operation!" another replies. "It's a debt collector collecting a debt!" a third chimes in. "Don't worry, gentlemen, I'm a scholar!" the culprit himself replies. "And what are you studying?" —"A maniac, a doctor, and a debt collector asked me to conduct a study on what happens when a person is cut with a knife."

He gets up from his seat and takes the empty plates to the kitchen. —I'm glad you liked it! And how many days does it take to travel from Asahina to us by sea?

-- The artery... So, this was Felicia's former mistress. What a small world. Did the paths of the people of Baldur ever cross with Felicia's – on another planet?

- Is that her? - he nods at the portrait. - Indeed, you wouldn't miss her in a crowd. I remember.

He rubs his chin.
- So, it turns out that everything is also divided by elements, like ours, but on steroids? Asm would certainly give better advice here. Hmm... - he grinds his gears, traces patterns in the air with his fingers. - An idea is spinning, spinning around on the edge of my mind. It hasn't taken shape yet, I need to think hard. But I feel it. So, these "paths" are her friends? The names are not familiar to me, but they are also distinctive, you wouldn't miss them. You have a powerful school here, father, no wonder you are so strong. I wonder how all these paths were distributed so spontaneously. Perhaps according to the nature of their owner? - he vaguely clenches and unclenches his palms, looking at them. - For example, if we take me or Ush, where would you place them? Just based on your feeling, you have a keen eye.

—Three weeks... If the fleets haven't already set sail, there's still plenty of time to prepare the defenses. We should wait. —After finishing with the kitchen utensils, he puts on his helmet and armor. —The third fact about Asuguh: upon reaching adulthood, every resident of the country can join a guild, receiving a one-time cash payment, as well as free housing and exemption from paying taxes. Therefore, you should thank the king for the opportunity to chat in your own home and taste exotic rice today. Perhaps his yesterday's phrase about empires may have seemed overly "simple" to you, but let it not confuse you with the great wisdom that lies behind it. Modern Asuguh balances on the thinnest line of socio-economic policy, and if you disrupt it in any direction, everything will collapse like a house of cards.

In full uniform, he returns to the hallway.
- If you have any wishes about what to see and where to go in our country, don't hesitate. Now is a time of war, so not everything may be available, but who knows when another opportunity will arise.

-- He will regret it, that's for sure. I will take care of that, —Ushumgall cracked his knuckles. —Maybe he already regrets it. Eight elements and eight paths – that's true, but it's also true that some paths have two names, and others have one – but why?

- Wind? I wouldn't have thought of that. Veserod. Ves-rod, as if. It sounds a bit Zimivian, I remember wanting to sail there once... - Genz stands up, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. - Hmm... Eight elements, eight paths. Wind... - he begins to mutter something indistinctly. - Zimivia. Could this be the answer?... Where is Asmidul when he is so needed, - he ruffles his hair. - Listen, father, we are leaving for a new mission in the morning, will you come with us? It will be dangerous, I'll tell you right away, and we will have to fight. But sitting still, here or there, will definitely not lead to anything, but this way there is a chance. But we need to organize everything.