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Okay! To avoid confusion and chaos, please refrain from writing anything about the conflict between Matthias and Siegfried, i.e., do not describe any scenes related to them for the time being. At most, if someone wants to intervene, they can write about it.

- It's beautiful here... - Daar murmured to himself, looking around at the village. - And here's the camp! Now I need to find a healer. Hello, - he said to the first person he met, - can you tell me where I can find a doctor?

The first person he met was clearly in a hurry and, after quickly pointing the way to the infirmary, ran on.

Quite amusing. Hostor assessed the witch's actions. She was charming in this game, but no longer held any power over him.
- This is...a tempting offer. But...what about a small deposit to ease my doubts? - Redram winked at the girl and bit his lower lip.

The first person he met was clearly in a hurry and, after quickly pointing out the way to the infirmary, ran on.

Daar also quickly thanked the stranger, although the latter seemed to no longer be listening. So the elf followed the indicated path and entered the infirmary.

- This is... a tempting offer. But... how about a small deposit, just to ease my doubts? - Redram winked at the girl and bit his lower lip.

The girl's attitude suddenly changed sharply. - A deposit? What are you talking about? After all, I'm offering you a drink. A completely free drink of an expensive beverage with a beautiful woman. What kind of deposit are you talking about?

- I was talking about a kiss as collateral. Too bad you didn't understand, - Hostor straightened up and made a gloomy face. - And it's also sad that your mercantilism is much greater than your desire to drink and everything else. Almost caught her, - Redram shrugged and opened the door, intending to leave. - By the way, you can keep the spider queen's head. It's a gift. I've already infused all the bolts with poison anyway.
The mage left the shop and approached Lei Lan.
- Sorry for the delay. Merchants these days want to cheat you at every turn! Let's go to the tavern, maybe the performance is still going on there..
I could have convinced that bitch to give me at least a couple of coins. It's a pity.

Nebok wakes up, sees the disgruntled hostess and a spider head on the bedside table, and then tries to figure out: "What the heck happened while I was sleeping?".

The peaceful villager never responded to the new signs, a lot of time passed, and Daar managed to be everywhere... so I'll describe it like this:

He was quite clueless. I tried to describe the signs to him for five minutes, but all he said was that there were many such people here. Never mind...
I'd rather sleep now...

Lindeskar didn't want to be around people right now, so he moved away from the village and did what he had done many times before: he chose a tree with more branches, climbed to the top, settled in comfortably, so as not to fall, and immediately fell asleep.

As you leave the village, be sure to "accidentally" run into me. I sleep lightly.

It was obvious that both men wanted to fight, but the crowd, which had unexpectedly gathered around them, forming something like a circle, wanted it even more. Many of the "spectators" grabbed drinks and began to shout "fight! fight! fight!", encouraging the fighters and leaving them no choice but to fight.
The first to strike was Matthias - he quickly moved towards his clumsy opponent and twice accurately hit the vulnerable parts of the luxurious armor, but this did not bother the templar in the slightest, and he immediately responded with a swing of his magic-infused sword. The blow turned out to be stronger than the bloodletter expected, and he fell to the ground, but quickly gathered his strength and continued to attack, repeating his actions.
Siegfried felt that he was bleeding, but this did not stop him from attempting another strike...
Unexpectedly for everyone, both Matthias and Siegfried stumbled back to opposite walls of the tavern, hitting their backs hard. The reason for this was a magical surge created by the hands of a man who had just entered. He was tall, well-built, and dressed in a robe the color of his gray hair, which was combed back. Undoubtedly, he became the object of everyone's attention in the tavern, and his voice boomed like thunder:
- My name is Arntz Taymon, a wizard of the First Circle of Mages of the Selentite Empire, and also a state inspector, and I demand an explanation of what is happening!
Damn Malvoisen, not only does he evade fulfilling his obligations to the empire, but he has also let his duchy go to the dogs! I won't let this go unpunished!

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Don't understand?, - the witch shook her head, - Well, well. Perhaps there will be another willing to "drink", - then she turned her gaze to the sleeping elf, - no, he probably won't. - again paying attention to the spider head, her hands reached for the cabinet with potions, - disgusting, - when one of the bottles was in her hands, she pulled out the cork and poured the contents directly onto the trophy brought by the mage. After some time, it completely dissolved. The counter, surprisingly, was not damaged at all.

Daar also quickly thanked the stranger, although he seemed to no longer be listening to him. So the elf followed the indicated path and entered the infirmary.

As soon as the elf was in the sight of the healers, one of them rushed to him, quickly realizing the purpose of his visit, looking at the wounds.
So, Daar was patched up a little.

Siegfried felt weak and experienced intense pain, but he didn't show it. He had endured worse in his life.
- Greetings, Inspector. My name is Siegfried, from the ancient and respected de Sais family, commander of the Nix army, - he said, rising and offering a semblance of a friendly smile.
- I arrived here on an important diplomatic mission, but I encountered a... lack of hospitality. I intended to spend the night here to continue my journey in the morning, but I recognized one of the visitors as a dangerous criminal, wanted for crimes against Nix, for raiding unfortunate villages, and for murdering children, - Siegfried pointed a finger at the bored and unconscious celestial being. - When I decided to confirm that I had correctly identified the villain, one of the local thugs threatened me, apparently his accomplice. First, he threatened me with his weapon, and then, seeing that he couldn't intimidate me, he attacked me from behind. If you hadn't intervened, who knows how many people might have died?

The wizard, with a stern expression, scrutinized the man as he explained his version of events. Hmm, a diplomatic mission? Could it be that they have finally decided to negotiate? It's quite possible, considering that our troops are constantly encountering theirs near the exits of their dungeons, but what was he doing in this village? Was it simply on his route? Or perhaps rumors of the local "attraction" also reached his ears. Alright, but where are his companions? It's unlikely that his people would send a diplomat alone.
- Pleased to meet you, Mr. de Sais, - despite what he said, his voice and expression remained unchanged; he was incredibly serious, - first, I would like to clarify something for you, - he pointed to the monk, - you must understand that whatever your people accuse this man of, it holds no power here, above ground. Nevertheless, - now his gaze was directed at Matthias, - an unprovoked attack on a foreign diplomat is a serious crime, punishable by death. But before we draw any conclusions, I would like to hear from this man, - turning his gaze away from Sagrim, he stared at the representative of Nigh, who only frowned more, - and while this man is gathering his thoughts, perhaps you could tell me where your escort is, or are you traveling alone?

- I'd rather not talk about it here... - Siegfried gestured with his hand at the stunned crowd of tavern patrons, and a few drops of blood dripped from his hand and landed on someone. He limped to the nearest chair and sat down. - Or at least disperse the onlookers.

- Pleased to meet you, Mr. de Sais, - despite what he said, his voice and facial expression remained unchanged; he was incredibly serious, - first, I would like to clarify something for you, - he pointed to the monk, - you must understand that whatever this man may be accused of by your people, it has no bearing here, up here. Nevertheless, - now his gaze was directed at Matthias, - an unprovoked attack on a foreign diplomat is a serious crime, punishable by death. But before making any conclusions, I would like to hear from this man, - turning his gaze away from Sagrim, he stared at the representative of Nix again, and he only frowned more, - and while this man is gathering his thoughts, could you tell me where your escort is, or are you traveling alone?

- He suddenly approached my companion, a healer by profession, and began to threaten him directly. In response, I defended the monk and strongly advised Siegfried to leave this place. But he only reacted by reaching for his sword. Realizing that in terms of muscle mass and in an open frontal fight, I had little chance against him, I decided to attack first, trying my best to take the opponent out of the fight, but not to kill him. That's really what happened, Inspector.
- And forgive me, I didn't introduce myself, Matthias Coldreign, unfortunately without any particular honors. However, his honors didn't help my opponent much in his upbringing, since he so brazenly attacks people. In a one-on-one fight, the monk would have had no chance against him.

A powerful mage, Matthias acknowledged, feeling unpleasant pains in his body. What the hell did this giant need?! I didn't need any more problems with the authorities.

Sorry, Dragneel, I felt like sleeping at three in the morning))

While Daar was calmly eating and thinking to himself, all his companions had already left the tavern. Hostor left with some girl, and Lindeskar literally dragged Faelvir away from the table.

Seriously! They were waiting for you all day, and you were just "sitting there and thinking to yourself").
Also, your character is a schizophrenic; he's talking to himself! :D

From a secluded corner of the tavern, Morgan observed what was happening. He knew that an ordinary person would hardly be able to defeat a Nix representative and was confident that if his new companion needed help, he would signal Morgan.

you guys are in cahoots!