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Okay, I see these conversations are not leading anywhere.
- You brought this on yourselves. - I press the lever next to me.
- You brought this on yourselves. - I press the lever next to me.
Бог есть любовь
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
I slash the ice veil with a katana, cover the distance between me and the priest in two jumps, stun the priest with the hilt, grab the book, and use the artifact before the elementals can react. I find myself back at the altar. I quickly run down the stairs; the tower begins to collapse. I jump out of the window – luckily, it’s not too high. And now I’m standing next to the tower ruins, with the book in my hands.
Since there is a city, there must also be a port. The ship docked at the port without any incidents. The crew was allowed to go to the city to rest after a long voyage. I decided to go to the tavern, where I could at least forget for a while about my unfortunate failure with the book.
I exchange one silver coin for copper coins at the bartender and buy a newspaper. I wonder what it says?
- No, thank you. - The Wrath of Shalassa? Why all of a sudden? I don't remember Shalassa patronizing the moon elves. But the island of Kuurkupur has piqued my interest. After finishing my meat and salad, I return to the ship.