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Well, all the fun happened without me.
Nix spoke with such confidence about killing his brother that Nokou hesitated for a moment... And the next moment, he saw the duelists lying on the floor, apologizing to some mage.
--Since I didn't manage to participate in these events, Selentite mage Arnz Taymon, I would like to share my version. It seems that this harmless healer looked very much like the brother's killer to that Nix, probably because of his nationality (I also had trouble distinguishing people when I first arrived in the Empire, and this Nix probably doesn't often see residents of the Celestial Empire). This monk caused a negative reaction from the Nix, and the Nix, in turn, caused a negative reaction from his friend, a man who, although hot-tempered, was clearly noble. That's how it all happened.

- Sorry I'm late. The merchants are trying to cheat you at every turn these days! Let's go to the tavern, maybe the show is still going on there.

- Did you at least make a little money from this "trophy"? Otherwise, we can just go to the tavern.

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I hope Locken doesn't intend to quarrel with all the slant-eyed people? :O

I hope Locken isn't planning to quarrel with all the slant-eyed people? :O

I think he can still tell the difference between a Chinese man and a Chinese woman.

I think he can still tell the difference between a male and a female Chinese.

What if he doesn't care about the gender?

Well, the betting pool is gone. =[/COLOR]

Ley Lan enjoyed spending time with Hostor. Any other person in his place would likely have avoided him immediately after dealing with the problem, but this situation was different. She couldn't simply dismiss this person. All because he strongly reminded her of her older brother. Both in character and in the element he controlled. Although Furon preferred to fight with weapons, he was also excellent at wielding fire.
On the way, Ley Lan told Redram almost everything about her brother, sharing with him how they played together, ran away, protected each other, and simply supported each other. She also told him about how her brother went on a journey with the goal of "becoming a great warrior," and she even shared her assumption that he might have gone in search of the same artifact. At one point, the girl even shed a tear, but she recovered, and she and Hostor didn't bring up the topic again.

Kerlian stood aside and watched what was happening. When the inspector arrived and scattered the opponents around the room, the elf began to assess the sorcerer's combat abilities and his own chances against him.
Purely theoretically.

A real mage hunter. That's who needs to be taken down!

- As you wish. - Bai Feng turned his attention to the winner's sword, assessing its combat capabilities. - A magnificent sword. Forged by a true master! Perhaps you have also achieved success in blacksmithing?

Although Fang was trained in the monastery to interpret the situation "someone is pushing you from behind" as "someone is kneeling in front of you with their hand caught in a painful grip," he suppressed his reflexes and allowed the Nix to push him, observing the reaction of his companions.
"Now is the chance to test the level of trust," thought the Celestial.
When Siegfried threw him away, Fang kept healing spells ready. He didn't need to lose a companion or become a murderer on the second day. However, everything ended quickly with the arrival of an official representative. After hearing the versions of what happened from the Nix, Matthias, and Nokou, Fang took out a passport of the Celestial Empire from the inner pocket of his robe (if they are indeed like Chinese, why wouldn't they exist in this setting? :3) and approached the arriving mage.
"My name is Fang Pei, and I am a student of the Yao Lin Monastery of the Celestial Empire. And I have never killed anyone in my life. My calling is to save people, not to destroy them. It is quite possible that the murderer of this gentleman's brother was a monk from another Order; I know for sure that there are monasteries where warriors are trained to kill. But Yao Lin is an order of healers, and this can be easily confirmed by all the documents."

Matthias grabbed the nearest stool with his free left hand, jumped on the dwarf, and pushed off with all his might forward...

Surprised by Matthias's "maneuvers," Heimyr fell to the floor, where, still stunned, he struggled for a few seconds to get up, and when he finally managed to do so, he adjusted his helmet and was about to shout:
- You...! - but the dwarf had missed too much, seeing only the aftermath of the commotion.
Heimyr sat back down on his chair with a very dissatisfied expression.
- These two certainly have no manners... - the dwarf muttered, looking at Matthias and the nix, so that everyone could hear.

Even though everyone is making a fuss, Arnz won't hear anything.

- Ugh, you goat-herder! - someone shouted from the crowd. After the outburst, Anter tried to hide among the drunkards and barbarians.

- As you can see, his version isn't much different from mine; he just didn't mention how he held a knife to my throat while my weapon was still in its sheath. There are plenty of witnesses here. I would insist that you take action, Inspector," Siegfried leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "He just 'happened to approach'... that's quite a story..."

Morning, you goofball!)

- Did you hold a knife to his throat? - Mathias smirked, - Have you seen yourself in the mirror, comedian? What's the point of holding a knife to your throat, which is covered in armor? You could have come up with something smarter.
- Measures really need to be taken, Inspector. Regarding this dubious and extremely belligerent individual, otherwise who knows what else might appear to him.