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Angus couldn't help but smirk as he watched Vladimir's pathetic attempts.
"He finally decided to take my advice. Though, he doesn't really have any other choice."

For now, they are browsing through a book and discussing the details of the funeral, especially the issue of finding tools to dig the grave. And they are also taking breaks to interrogate Vovka.

I need to bury Jero... oh, there's a book, I should read it!

Mmmm... knowledge... mmmm how interesting, keep scrolling, keep scrolling, ah, I feel my body filling with knowledge... ahhh... oh... and here we have Jerrod... aaaah, who cares, mmmm knowledge...

-I open your pages; they are dry and smell of paper... I have gained knowledge and lit a cigarette.

it distracts them from their grief. They took them from the police. And besides, we need to somehow compensate for the losses. Maybe we can put books instead of a coffin.

They'll buy a droid later and name it after Jerrod.

Let them just throw the body into a trash can; after all, it's the apocalypse, and there are raiders with mohawks everywhere.

if I'm being honest, it gives +1 perception to everyone. I also need to check on the drone, maybe it survived or my tools are still there.

Aretz, don't invent new stats.

The Prince leaned his hand against his cheek and watched the conversation between his fellow countryman and the wizard from Tant Teknolodzhiz with a certain serenity. "Such arrogance, expressed through the humiliation of another, is... a very human trait," he said with some annoyance. "In any case, if Angus is to be believed, this man is just a simple agent of Asode, carrying out a reconnaissance mission for his employer, and nothing more. After all, he didn't come to kill us. One way or another, according to my assumptions, we have been in this state for much longer than one might imagine, and therefore all this may be meaningless. I wouldn't even be surprised if I am only a prince in name," he said, chuckling slightly. "Of course, it would be much safer to kill Vladimir, but I would be the last scoundrel to agree to that. I wouldn't let him out of my sight or let him go until we are convinced of the truth of my assumptions, and then let him do as he pleases. For now, he will work with us, but he shouldn't even think about running away. And we should find his companion."

- Where did Richard disappear to, if he wasn't working with you?

You cannot cage me, summoner

-Thank you, Prince - Vladimir bowed respectfully (he HATED bowing respectfully; it immediately reminded him of the Tyrian nobles) - I won't try to escape. - Vova turned to Ramzan - I have no idea where Richard disappeared to. I followed him to the security room, where I only found a working teleportation beacon. Asod's technicians said that it teleports to the bottom of the ocean, which is fatal for a person without appropriate protection.

Of course, it would be much safer to kill Vladimir, but I would be the last scoundrel if I agreed to that.

But robbing the treasury of another state...
- I apologize for my behavior, nerves, - Angus bowed slightly, - for safety, I can cast a spell on Vladimir that restricts his freedom of action. Of course, as soon as your guesses are confirmed, or refuted, I will remove the spell from him.