Sylvester Archipelago Auto-translated

- What do you want, you junk collector? - Lucia asked, hinting at Tiberius's passion for archaeology.

- Kriazor was a terrible man, - Argyrios placed his hand on Elisael's shoulder and looked her прямо in the eyes, - the world is not worse off because of his death. Unfortunately, there are such people whose existence brings only suffering to others. But what's wrong with their death if you are doing the world a favor? Why blame yourself if you have done a good deed?

-I just wanted to ask if you happen to know where Lutiel might have gone, because I can't find him anywhere.

Lucia looked into Tiberius's eyes. He felt her reading his thoughts and rummaging through his memories.
- Does the golden boy, Lutiel, have problems? - she asked with a smirk.

- Does the golden boy, Lutiel, have problems? - she asked with a smirk.

The captain was not in his quarters, nor was his assistant.

Unfortunately for Tiberius, all cabins except one were empty, and that one was Lucia's cabin...

Tiberius wasn't surprised that the sorceress could read minds; it was quite predictable, considering the incident with the slave trader, whom he had witnessed the day before, although it was somewhat unpleasant.
-Yes, if you can call it that. But he might not even be aware of these problems yet.

Who is stronger - Lucia or Archer-Atheist?

- Never mind, - Tanasii smiled gently, - I'll help you with this.

If nothing is found after this short search, he returns to the ship.

- Lutiel is busy with more important matters right now. But I'm bored and have nothing to do. So come on, Tiberius Flavius, lover of useless books, let's free Zalatov and your friend Bruttius.

This is one person.

I'm going to sleep.

Sarael discovers the captain and his assistant, both drunk and sleeping right on the table, in Tekura's Palace.

Trying to revive/bring someone back to consciousness.