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Without us, Raimar wouldn't have had anything to do at work.

The samurai and the simple merchant were led into the guard building.
- Well, well, - Raimar clapped his hands. - Hello there.

- And a good day to you! - the samurai greeted. - My name is Saburo, and I am a traveler from Tao. And I had the good fortune to meet this esteemed gentleman on the way to the council building, where we were, for some unknown reason, apprehended by the guards. However, perhaps you have a free moment to listen to us, since we are here, and therefore I can tell you everything in more detail?

- Of course, of course. - The head of the guard showed hospitality and pointed to two chairs in the room for the two suspects. - Please, have a seat.

Gray text: Well, it seems to me that we are repeating the same actions this turn. However, it might be better to wait for Mental.

Yeah, I got him hooked. And I didn't even do anything special for it. So, am I needed here, or will you guys continue to do well without me?

Wait, they're going to put us in jail here, we'll need the help of a master escape artist.

- Of course, of course. - The head of the guard showed hospitality and indicated two chairs in the room for the two suspects. - Please, have a seat.

- Thank you for your hospitality, - Saburo nodded, sitting down on a chair. - Well, as for me, I will be brief and frank. As you could easily guess, I am a samurai and a servant of the warrior patron Shimeimaru, and I arrived in this wonderful city just a few days ago to visit the local Temple. Unfortunately, I heard sad news that the city was temporarily closed to travelers, but I hope this problem will be resolved soon. So. - After a short pause, the Taoist continued his story. - Arriving at the Temple of Shimeimaru, I was extremely upset by the difficult financial situation in which this sacred place found itself, which I understood from a conversation with the local abbot, whose words could be the best confirmation of our conversation, if you, of course, deign to ask him about these issues. As it turned out, in Ilinaire, temples are subject to extremely high taxes, which makes their continued existence practically impossible without a sufficient number of parishioners. Since such a misfortune has clearly befallen not only Taoist temples, such as Shimeimaru, but also many others, I volunteered to go to the Justiciar in the council building to request an audience and ask for help in resolving this important issue. Unfortunately, on the way, I got a little lost, and I also wanted to find a few other establishments in the city, so I decided to ask for help from a random passerby who was following a similar route, and that's how I approached this respectable gentleman. - He nodded towards the Darnean. - He told me that he had been unfairly accused of an imperfect and unproven crime of allegedly attacking the wife of one of the councilors, and therefore he was going to the building to ask for fair justice. Whether there was truth in his words or not, I unfortunately do not know, but I was surprised by the honesty and courage of this man, and I was also confident in the impartiality and fairness of the Ilinaire judicial system, so I did not see anything criminal in his intentions, rather the opposite. Thus, we soon reached the council building, where we explained our problems to the guard and asked to meet with the Justiciar. The guard, for some unknown reason, refused to help us and froze in place, trembling with fear, which I consider to be at least disrespectful, and at most unworthy behavior. After that, his colleagues came out of the building, and we repeated our requests to them, but they unexpectedly decided to arrest us. To be honest, without weapons, I feel a little uncomfortable, but we did not resist and were happy to surrender to the hands of justice in order to resolve any possible misunderstandings, which probably took place. That's the story. - the samurai finished his story.

Arandora on pikes, and he himself on Arandora.

Shushuk, bound in chains, was led into a room that served as a temporary headquarters for the command of the local Nozenrot forces.
There, standing over a map of Erathia spread out on a wooden table, stood a Nozenrot woman.

- Commander, I have brought the prisoner.
- I see. The woman turned away from her task and looked at the orc. - I would like to say that you made an imprudent decision by killing one of my people, but that would be a lie. Do you know why?

Raimar rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and rubbed his brow. “Very… interesting story.” Then he stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it. “Well, you’re having a very lucky day, young man.” The head of the guard took a few papers from his desk drawer and handed them to the samurai. “The leadership has a lot of problems, and therefore, heh, I can’t send everyone to prison!” Finally, he handed him a writing instrument. “Sign this, and you won’t have to rot in prison for the rest of your days.”

— I would like to say that you made a reckless decision by killing one of my men, but that would be a lie. Do you know why?

After the blow, Shushuk felt dizzy and couldn't think clearly.
- I don't know.

Raimar rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and rubbed his nose. “Very… interesting story.” Then he stood up, poured himself some water, and drank it. “Well, you’re having a very lucky day, young man.” The head of the guard took a few papers from his desk drawer and handed them to the samurai. “The leadership has a lot of problems, and therefore, heh, I can’t send everyone to prison!” Finally, he handed him a writing instrument. “Sign this, and you won’t have to rot in prison for the rest of your days.”

“What is this?” Saburo examined the contents of the papers he had been given.

— Because they would have treated you exactly the same way. You see, I didn't care about any of the gods of Erathia, but I have something in common with the Kalevrites. I don't like non-humans. Wild and ugly ones. Yes, yes, like you. And it just so happened that my glorious homeland and my beloved king have a positive attitude towards slavery.

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-What is this? -Saburo examined the contents of the papers he was given.

The document proposed joining a new legion of the Republic, created just a few days ago. It was called the "Legion of the Doomed" and consisted mainly of people accused of serious crimes.

:(

Gray text: Well, at least you’ll die a warrior’s death, not a slave’s.

-Just a moment, sir. - Saburo examined the documents in astonishment. -But I am innocent, as perhaps this gentleman is too! What about the investigation, the inquiry, questioning witnesses, a fair trial? Doesn't any of this concern you at the moment?