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- My name is Fang Pei, and I was raised by the Order of Monks of Yao Lin in 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.
- Mr. Fang Pei, let me remind you once again that your relationship with the people of Nix is irrelevant within the borders of our empire. Therefore, I couldn't care less whether you are a murderer or a healer.
- Since I did not participate in these events, the Selentite mage, Arnz Taymon, would like to share his version. It seems that this harmless healer appeared to the Nix to be very similar to the murderer of his brother, probably because of his nationality (I, too, had difficulty distinguishing people from each other when I first arrived in the Empire, and this Nix probably doesn't often see residents of the Celestial Empire). This monk aroused the Nix's dislike, and the Nix, in turn, aroused the dislike of his friend, a man who, although hot-tempered, is clearly noble. That's how it all happened.
- You just repeated what they both said, - even a lizard? There are all sorts of people here. The wizard sat down at the table with Siegfried and gestured to Matthias to take the empty seat next to him.
- As you wish. - Bai Feng noticed the winner's sword, assessing its combat capabilities. - A magnificent sword. Forged by a true master! Perhaps you are also skilled in blacksmithing?
- No, that's not true. To be honest, I have never held a hammer in my life.
- You just repeated what they both said – even a lizard? There are all sorts of people here. The wizard sat down at the table with Siegfried and gestured for Matthias to take the empty seat next to him.
Coldreйн calmly sat down next to the inspector and stared intently at him.
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
Nael watched the battle between the two with pleasure.
- Oh, our little scoundrel isn't so bad after all, - she said to the monk. - And this one... have you seen anything like him before? Nael pointed at the nix.
- A disgusting underground larva, brrr... I remember the garrison soldiers killing them without mercy. - The assassin looked at the mage who had appeared out of nowhere for a while. - We've been sitting here for a long time, and now we've run into trouble. It's good that our hero finally got what he deserved and will now, perhaps, be more reasonable. We need to move on.
Nael noticed that the monk had already approached the mage and started talking to him.
- Piiiiva! And something to eat, - Nael said to the tavern keeper.
Indeed, it's easier to go alone.
Tomorrow holds no promises Except the ones we've made
Fang nodded in a sign of respect to Arnz, then glanced at the nix. - Respected... Siegfried, is it? - he addressed him. - I hope the conflict between us is over? And allow me to examine you: you are wounded.
The tavern patrons' interest in what was happening sharply declined when the wizard glared menacingly, and then he turned to the two men sitting at a table.
- First, Monsieur de Sais, will you answer the question I asked earlier? Where is your escort? Also, do you have any documents or something similar to confirm that you are indeed here on a diplomatic mission?
- Piiiiva! And something to eat, - Nel addressed the tavern keeper.
- Eat? Be more specific about your desires, child.
- Esteemed... Siegfried, is it? - he addressed him. - I hope the conflict between us is over? And allow me to examine you: you are wounded.
Well, go ahead and examine me if you're serious. CITIZEN. What a selfless young man, helping the envoy! He wants to deflect suspicion from himself. inb4 three-page descriptions of procedures and removing armor, not wanting to
- First, Lord de Sais, will you answer the question I asked earlier? Where is your escort? Also, do you have any documents or something of the sort confirming that you are indeed here on a diplomatic mission?
Sighing and rubbing his forehead, Siegfried said: - I had a small escort with me, but we were attacked. I don't remember how many leagues we traveled that night; it happened at dawn when we camped in the wilderness. My warriors died, and my loyal bodyguard, Larzuk, led me away from the attack site but was struck by a poisoned arrow. He died in my arms, and then I fled through the forests, swamps, and groves. Of course, it could have been bandits, but I doubt it. Pathetic landlubbers wouldn't dare attack an armed squad of Nixes. With all due respect. Not to mention the dubious nature of any possible loot. I think... - Siegfried lowered his voice and leaned towards the gray-haired man so that no one else could hear. - Someone leaked information. Someone really didn't want my message to reach the right ears. Siegfried leaned back and paused for a few seconds. - I got lost and wandered around those places for quite a while until I met a local. He pointed me to the nearest settlement - this beautiful, hospitable village. As for the papers, I have a seal and a kind of tattoo, and, as you know, we don't have an "institute of international relations." High-ranking officials and nobles are authorized to resolve internal and external issues independently.
The wizard sighed heavily. *The seal and the tattoo are certainly significant pieces of evidence, but few people know enough about this people to know if it’s true or not. And who knows how things are arranged with them.* - So, gentlemen. I have a proposal for you. You compensate the tavern owner for the damage – the man pointed to the broken stool and the broken and shattered decorative elements that had been thrown against the walls – and I will turn a blind eye to what happened. Otherwise, you both will be placed under guard until the situation is clarified.
Faëlvir emerged from the dispersing crowd and approached Matthias.
"Hello, I am a healer, my name is Faëlvir. Allow me to assist you."
"What a kind Haven healer. He's healing a Nix who just tried to either kill him or kick him out of the tavern."
P.S. Revan! If I'm going to provide assistance, it will be without using mana. Just with various "mushrooms.")
– Let’s just say I summarized everything objectively, taking into account what you don’t know. I think this confirms that we shouldn’t be too harsh on them. Although Nix is unlikely to be an ambassador; sometimes his speech is too disjointed for an ambassador, – Nokou replied to the mage. – By the way, I am interested in magic, and I was impressed by your technique. Would it be possible to talk to you about it when everything is settled?
The wizard sighed heavily. The seal and the tattoo were undoubtedly significant pieces of evidence, but few knew enough about this people to determine whether it was true or not. And who knows how things are arranged with them. - So, gentlemen. I have a proposal for you. You compensate the tavern owner for the damage, - the man pointed to the broken stool, as well as the broken and shattered decorative elements that had been smashed against the walls, - and I will turn a blind eye to what happened. Otherwise, you will both be placed under guard until the situation is clarified.
Giving the monk a stern, hard look, Matthias turned his attention to the inspector. -Listen, Mr. Inspector, I understand that you don't have time for such trivial matters, but I have a rather limited amount of money, just enough for my journey. And I would really not like to waste it. Especially since he is the instigator of the fight, - the mercenary pointed at the nix, - I just stood up for a friend. And I think it was a bit hasty... -However, if you don't want to waste extra time, perhaps the "main victim" can settle the financial part of the misunderstanding. Since he is so selfless.
- Hello, I am a healer, my name is Faelvir. Allow me to help you.
-Thank you, but I think I'm fine, Faelvir," Coldreйн replied friendly.
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
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