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The Hood sat on a high stone not far away – apparently, on the foundation of one of the ruined structures built in this place by Dorian’s mentor. Now, he was occupied with futilely trying to read the contents of some book.

- You seem to have less than ten wits. Do you have any other assumptions besides the incorrect ones?

—Yo, Kapych! —Dore throws from below. —I would have liked to add “buddy” after our first meeting, but after the second, that confidence disappeared... Don’t read it, you’ll be wasting your time.

- Assumptions? There can be many assumptions, and none of them may correspond to reality....
- The Fire Mages are not the kind of people who will give something to someone "just like that"... On the other hand, they could have found a spy among people... So what is your role in this "mess"?
- And yes, I know what Erebus makes your pills from...
- Basically, I want guarantees that the competition will go smoothly and that the participants will simply "appreciate the aesthetics" and that's all. And that the two of them, whom I brought first, will not be kidnapped for further "Voice Tests" and other "experiments"... Is that clear?

- Or maybe I'll read it? You underestimate my intelligence. - Hiding the book more securely, he turns his gaze to his "friend." - It doesn't matter anymore who is who. Much has changed now, and there is only one goal - to survive.

—That’s a good goal, I like it. How about I buy that incomprehensible, scribbled-on book from you? It’s just gathering dust with you anyway. You know what they say, right? Goods should be put to use.

- Goods, yes, but this is an investment in the future. I have a good eye for these things, so if you're not offering me half of Iczan and a riding dragon to go with it, I'm turning it down. But if you happen to find a use for them, you can involve me, I'll join in.

—Something tells me that when you bought this book, you didn't ask for the entire Iczakan collection... —Dor folded his arms across his chest. —We'll find a use for it when we gather six of them. If you're interested, I can take you with me to where they are really needed.

- Well, that's why I'm a merchant, and the one I bought it from isn't. If it's not in Izkazkan, give me a call. By the way, I wanted to ask you – how did you persuade the boss to join your side?

– I also have a boy. Hello, Osh, – Rurek released an elma. – You’ve chosen a serious opponent for yourself. Not bad, not bad. Meet Izania. Izania, this is Osh. Rizz finally motivated me to do something more than just swing an axe at the nearest enemies.

I wonder how elmas reproduce? Well, HOW is clear, but... HOW? They are loners. They rarely interact with each other and think about anything but creating a family and offspring.

if it works when hitting.

—No, in Ikazkan, you will soon become "more famous" than Ona, based on mentions. —Dorian pondered something for a moment. —The boss has a keen eye for those from whom he can benefit. Even if it's through random actions, I am, for the time being, in that category.

- What are you talking about? I am Chad from the Dragon Claw tribe, a follower of Ikazkan, I pursue aesthetics and wish no harm to anyone.

- Hello, Izania. Osh Dayle, nice to meet you. A prominent sorcerer like Rurek could benefit from a prominent sorceress...

"Oh, how nervous he is... He even forgot what tribe he's from..." - for some reason, the schizo thought...

- Excellent... So, does that mean I can... "not worry about the contest's candidates"?
- But still... where did you get the pills? Did you "find them on the road"? I could think you bought them, but... gold isn't really needed here... I realized that when I met that... "Hooded Gnome"...
- Well, never mind. I don't care about the fire of civilization. My companions and I... "maintain neutrality," that's all...

- Well, you're exaggerating; I don't have such a cute face that I could attract the same audience. By the way, what's interesting in the city right now, and what could I profit from?