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The missing books were written by different authors in different formats, some even bound with mismatched pages. Nevertheless, if Jingo sees any of them, he will surely recognize that what he is looking at is exactly what he is looking for.

Before reaching the popular cafeteria in the city, Elm encounters the Rizz he was looking for.

Rizz was busy kicking someone. Osh could intervene or continue observing the events.

A formidable sorceress with wings observed the battlefield.

– Hello, – Rurek greeted the Ivilai, then skipped his turn, waiting for his opponent.

Let Vatagash approach within striking distance first...

- Go see Brussels. This quest is definitely just right for you, and it doesn't matter that your hands aren't black. It's a metaphor!

For now, Jingo decided to visit Usa...

Elm approaches the Sord.
- What has this person done?

- Huh? - Distracted from kicking, the Sord turned his head to Osh. - There's a whole story here.
- I-I'm sorry... - It came from below. - I won't do it again...
- You've said enough, you deviant. - The horned one's leg was very powerful, and therefore his next blow sent the man into a knockout. - I was walking around Izkazan, patrolling the area. I came across Atsuha. We exchanged a couple of standard phrases, then she said she saw two people, one in a wooden cart, the other with a knife at her throat. The female was frightened, not saying anything, just whimpering. She asked the male what was going on. He replied that this was a custom among humans and that both of them agreed to it, and asked not to interfere. Well, she shrugged and flew away. - Sord sighed. - Cunning humans and naive Ivilai are a bad combination! The cunning of one is still poison for the other. So I ran at full speed to the indicated place, quickly surveyed the area and found them - at the moment before the unfortunate man's nightmare came true, I was able to prevent it. I don't understand these humans. For us, the stronger the female, the better, the stronger the offspring will be. But what do they think? - Sord sighed again. - In general, then the female rolled away, repeating aloud that her feet would not be in Izkazan anymore, and I took this one in for questioning, and decided to teach him a lesson, since there was no one else to do it. That's the story.

- Hello, Usa. I'm Jingo. I wanted to know more about "warming the soul." What's the point?

- What warms the soul? Of course, She! Our sun, our light, our joy!

- Alright, if that's what you think. Besides, I've never done anything the sword advised me to do.
Before going on the mission, Barli turned to the people standing nearby and asked them not to take Uss's quest. - I might be back soon, - he explained.

Osh grimaced at what he heard; he felt disgust and revulsion, which was reflected on his face.
- Ugh! What a vile, base, and repulsive thing! It's good that you managed to stop him," the elf looked at the man lying on the ground; there was no point in kicking him anymore, so he decided to urinate to do nothing. - Humans are destroying the harmony of our city! I hope I can find the so-called surface, and they will all go back up, where they belong.

- I suppose you came on assignment, didn't you? - The woman tried not to look at the talking sword, pretending not to notice its presence. - That's good. You look like someone who is used to lifting heavy things, don't you?