D Genesis, 3 Years after Dungeon Appeared

It's not going to happen.

Yesterday's abduction... the woman who rescued me is still awake. I couldn't help but let him sleep in Miyoshi's room for more than half a day.

We know Alsulz's Shadow Bind won't wake up for at least six hours, but it's a mystery how long he won't wake up.

"Do you record the shortest and longest effect of shadow binding?

"I'm handing it over to Tanaka-san, so I don't know."

"I don't know. Is this gonna be okay?

You don't have a fever, you can't breathe spontaneously, and you just look healthy asleep.

"I've never heard of anyone dying or having sequelae before, so I think it's okay... do you have any allergies to paralysis?

"Is that so?"

Even if you are allergic to paralysis, there is no such stupid allergy to paralysis.

"If you don't wake up after 24 hours, will you take me to the doctor?

"You're a doctor... you're a town doctor at first, right? Doctors in Japan hate uninsurance. You think he's insured?

"At JNTO, you can search for a medical institution that accepts foreigners... but before insurance, where do you think her passport was?

Or...

I didn't even know my name before whether or not I had Japanese nationality in the first place. Whatever you think, it would be strange for us to see him.

"Call me when you're dead."

"That's the last thing I have to do....."

There is also a Cure Potion in Rank 7, but I don't know if this condition is ill in the first place.

Mr Naruse will come to the office in the afternoon.

We had to go down to the office with a note saying to come down when we woke up and leave Durtwin under surveillance for when something happened.

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Around noon, the person reported the situation to a man sitting in front of him in a dark, cold room with closed curtains in a private house close to the Yoyogi dungeon.

I didn't know why the lights and air conditioners weren't on, but it seemed strange to a vampire-looking man who had just come out of his servant's grave.

"I see. So you're saying that if we had that note, we could talk directly to the family of God?

"That's the touch."

"And that's the only way to get in touch."

"For now."

It is physically difficult to get to the wandering hall that is said to appear in the dungeon. Even Victor and the others couldn't come back.

Isabella hesitates to pull information from the D Powers.

However, if you stay as you are for a while, you will soon be quiet.

"I should have gotten along better."

That woman's abilities are a threat, but she won't be able to shake her powers much more easily than she has almost no magic crystals in stock. He said to stay away from the guards.

As long as they don't try to satisfy her extra desires, she won't be able to defend herself.

"What about it?"

"No, this is the story. So, can you take it out?

It's impossible to take it out.

The building, which seemed to be just an ordinary borehole, was equipped with the latest security system and guards.

I don't know if it was the inner tune, the militia, or the security department, but it was only a slight chance for me to be smart, almost face-to-face.

Somehow it's different, the air.

"How do I copy the application?

"You can try it, but you don't know if it can be copied. Also, we cannot rule out the possibility that something special access logs are being recorded."

Hmm. It's not a good time to find out. "

It is a problem that we will not be able to obtain information from the Japanese government, which we can affirm is the closest to God in the world, and I would like to avoid being watched.

Even so, the COS lieutenant colonel is on our side. I'm sure the man who made it easy leaked it, but it's no trouble.

Thanks to this, I had to hide Marianne's identity.

"You can write something there on your own, but the logs you write remain."

"Is it difficult to communicate freely? I wish I could at least designate a meeting place and invite her."

David made a joke with a dark smile, but the person reporting did not laugh.

"Anyway, I understand."

That's how David handed the man a thick envelope.

The person smiled satisfactorily and received the envelope and put it in the bag.

"Please do me a favor if anything happens again. I had a hard time getting you on that team somehow."

No matter how many believers there are, activities in Japan are still shallow.

I turned my hands everywhere and couldn't do that, so maybe there's dust somewhere. However, before the dust is exposed, you just have to achieve your goal. That way, the rest will be over.

He really thought so.

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Murakoshi Meiko from the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry opened the door thinking that it would be troublesome to have lunch here, so I thought maybe I would make lunch. Sugita, who claimed to be naughty, sat on the sofa with a serious look and did something in front of Dantsk's notebook.

"Sugita-san?

"Ah, welcome back."

Sugita, who turned out to be in sync with Murakoshi, was quite shattered against her.

While I was using the most polite language, it was a different story whether Sugita really respected the other person.

"Sugita-san, how about lunch?

Well, at the convenience store.

Without turning to Murakoshi, Sugita was entering something with a single finger into a notebook PC that accessed Dantsuk-chan's question box with one hand while holding two rice balls at the convenience store.

"If you don't eat it properly, you won't have it. So, what have you been doing?

"What, the approach?

Huh?

Murakoshi glanced at the notebook screen and sighed at the text that was written there.

"... what are you thinking?"

"What's so funny? Girlish."

"That's not it, that's the content....."

What was written there was like an invitation to date a high school student. To sum up, "Next Sunday, isn't Shibuya right for you?".

"No, it's fine, it's fine. Sunday is a holiday, right? Didn't I?"

"That's right. Before that, the kanji is wrong."

"As far as I'm concerned, that's the right answer...."

Sugita, who returned the cursor to the letter, re-entered the word "meeting" in an irresistible manner.

She complained as he suddenly felt like inviting her to the hotel, deepening the wrinkles between her eyebrows.

"Our job is to make policy, right? That's why you're gathering information on the other side, but what do you want to meet with the other side on your own?"

"There are a lot of things you don't know unless you meet them. Human negotiation is best done face-to-face."

"So you can't negotiate on your own!?

Well, it's a date.

Murakoshi, who confirmed the sentence from beside Sugita, who was reviewing it to confirm the completed sentence, had a cold sweat in his heart that he shouldn't have sent it.

"I'm sure we can stop it if everyone finds out about it."

"That's why you're typing in now that nobody's here. If you send it, it's ours."

"You're a convicted criminal!

"It's okay, it's okay. See, Uchitani-san said that, too." Personal Deal. "You'll miss it, that's all."

Daiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Murakoshi, who accidentally grabbed Sugita's right hand, which was about to be sent, pulled Sugita from the PC, but pulled his body as he left.

Sugita, who was stunned by surprise, collapsed on the sofa, and the two fell asleep on the sofa, coinciding with Narumi, who had accidentally finished lunch, opening the door.

Seeing the two people hanging out on the sofa, it was a jungu that solidified for an instant, but it was pretending to be an adult's leeway, pushing the upset inside and killing them.

"Hey, I don't blame you for falling in love, but don't do it at work."

"Nah, what are you talking about!? I tried to stop his brutality....."

Sugita didn't miss the gap where Murakoshi looked up in an inadvertent mistake about the timing.

"Whoa."

"Ahh?!

Murakoshi, looking back at the crunchy sound, raised his voice in despair.

Sugita was grabbing and pushing her arms down by Murakoshi, but she was closing the gap and pressing the return key with her right foot to send a message.

What are you talking about?

"Sorry, it was too late...."

Narimiya, who received an explanation from Murakoshi, looked sideways at Sugida, who was chewing on rice balls, and read through the contents written.

"Sugita, is this for real?

"Of course! Only good-looking people are allowed to invite girls for jokes! After all, if you go out into society, only the handsome elite will be allowed to do it."

Narumiya was worried about what Sugita was really saying as she put it into her heart, whether you were a career recruited by the Ministry of Finance or not.

However, what has already been sent cannot be undone. We have to take it in a positive direction somehow.

"Well, I can't undo what I sent you... and it could be a credit for the injury."

Murakoshi chased Narimiya, who followed her as she pulled her face.

"I hope it's not a serious injury that can't be revived."

"Don't be afraid. So, Sugita. If she did come out, do you have a plan?

Instead of regretting what happened, the positive feeling of turning it into a chance was an excellent part of Narimiya, but Sugita's answer was beyond Narimiya's imagination.

"Plan? Um, do you want to have tea first?

"You... you really don't think about anything!? I'm just asking?!

"No, I'll check the reputable cafes."

"That's not true...."

I wondered if this guy was really here after skipping the selection exam, and Narumiya was about to hold his head, but when he got back, Murakoshi also crossed over, and if this date (?) I started discussing how to deal with it when it becomes a reality.

It was a strange picture of three career bureaucrats discussing a real Shibuya date, even though the afternoon job had not even started, but the parties were serious. Except for the one who caused this.

But no matter how much I studied, no one could imagine how I would treat something on Earth that wasn't human. There were too many things I didn't know.

"We don't even know what they're eating yet."

In any case, a human being could become a mine by eating or drinking iron plates. If you can't eat meat or halal, it may be enough, but in some cases, raw insects can be your favorite.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter how beautiful a girl is."

"No, it's you...."

Narimiya held her head, perhaps not the problem.

In the end, this story had to settle to the extent that any living thing would be okay with water.

Rather than that, Narumi-san

Murakoshi had one concern, stunned by the two of them discussing stupid things with their most serious faces.

"What?

"Does the other person look human? If you're an elf or a dragon or a giant insect, Shibuya will panic.

"Ahh!?

Narimiya, who had the perception that the opponent was completely human, shouted unexpectedly, but Sugita answered flatly.

No, I'm surprised you're okay.

Yeah?

"If modern people show up in the middle of the city in the middle of the middle of the day, they'll probably come closer until the killing starts."

Sugita laughed when she came to take a picture.

Sure enough, they looked at each other, but I can't fool around with that.

"I can't go out with anyone but the most beautiful girl. I had to sneak in from somewhere... oh no, you should have sent me a picture."

Seeing Sugita murmuring such insane things, Narumi wondered if you were really going on a date.

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"Hello."

At the end of the lunch break at the office, Mr. Naruse opened the door to the office.

The mysterious woman in the Miyoshi room is still awake.

Taking off her spring coat and putting it on the hanger, she quickly started talking about her contact details.

"About the metallurgical stone, the announcement is due this weekend."

"This weekend? It's Friday, but... today?

"That's right. If you can't, it might be tomorrow."

You work on Saturday? I used to do a good job too.

"Hee, I gave it to you the other day, but it's a long time ago."

"Since the initial report, Saiga has been working on the roots immediately, so it seems that it was proceeding with a top-secret project known only to some people."

It's a metastasis somehow

While preparing a cup of coffee, Miyoshi said so like other personnel.

No, you're one of the parties.

"What about the government after all?

Dantsk, the fact that a whole version of the question box is up and running should be communicated, but it should not be a normal route to say that it has never been laid down from anywhere before.

"I don't really know because the section chief contacted me, but it looks like it's a different route from the Dungeons Agency."

Mr. Naruse smiled bitterly when he said that he should only know about two of his immediate supervisors.

Well, I don't know where it leaks from and where it lies when I talk about it through the general ministry.

Just so you know, it's a painful measure that I can't tell you.

Looks like it's going to be hard after all.

There will be many faces in the ministry. If the department is overhead, you must want to say one or two things about disgust.

Naruse, who shrugged his shoulders all the time, simply said, "I can't help it."

"So yesterday, I carried out an experiment with Saiga to transport the luggage to the 32nd floor..."

That said, she told me about the experiment she had yesterday to transport fuel by metallurgical stones.

According to it, quite a large mass could be transferred at the same time. After all, we did about the simultaneous movement of Alsulz, so it would be at most a few hundred kilometers.

"But it's strange, isn't it? What kind of physical phenomenon is metastasis?

Miyoshi, who was listening to it, leaned his neck.

I've told you similar stories before, but this time it's a metastasis with a large mass. It seems to be a reality that we were talking about the possibility that things like DP houses could be transferred together.

"Even if there's a discontinuity between one layer of space and 32 layers of space, there's a distance between A and B, Newton and Hamilton, but you need energy to move objects with mass, right?

"Even if it's a place that exists somewhere different from this universe, it's the same if you think about the higher order space that contains both."

Depending on the distance, it will probably require enormous energy. Distance is not interplanetary level anyway.

"I saw an animation that pulls up an old Battleship and converts it into a spaceship, twisting space, and then joining A and B, and then moving around..."

"That doesn't mean we're not moving."

Where does the energy that twists and bends the first space come from? Do we even make black holes?

"Why don't you stack A and B spaces and swap them? It means there's no distance movement."

"Well, that looks like a fusion reaction."

The moment the space overlaps, what happens when the atoms that were there overlap can't just be dodged.

"After all, the most likely thing to happen is..."

"Must be the flies I've been talking about."

"Ah, the probability of black light when you die is very high."

"What, that black glow?

To Naruse, who strangely choked his neck, we explained what we had considered before.

At first, she was surprised that her body might be like that, but there was no abnormality in the human dock, and from the medical findings and the actual feeling, she expressed the impression that there was no significant change from the previous feeling.

"In the end, I feel that when we look at the overwhelming convenience, the problems that don't appear on the surface will be dealt with as the end of the line."

That's what Naruse laughed at.

In fact, compared to previous supermarkets, it was simply convenience stores that swept the world with overwhelmingly expensive products that people called constant prices.

If there is no medical distinction between being able to metastasize and possibly having one's body composed of Factor D, the former will certainly be chosen.

"But you don't weigh half the D factor you need to rebuild everything, do you?

"Maybe."

"Doesn't that deplete Factor D?

"Depleted....."

A monster that seems to be made up of Factor D from the beginning would not consume a large amount if it were a reuse of Factor D, which made up the original monster, even if it were to repopulate.

The same is true, for example, for humans, for something that has been factored into D once.

"If the amount of D factor required to reconstruct and decomposed D factor is the same, I don't think it will be a big problem unless it is copied."

"It's like the law of mass preservation."

That's the first time I've had a problem.

Can an atom that is not supposed to be composed of a D factor be decomposed into a D factor?

What if you couldn't?

What if the masses were transferred one after the other?

Suppose, as a result, D Factor, which is only to be reconstructed, is not in the reconstructed location?

"As a result of successive new transfers to the same location, if there is not enough D factor around, I'm in the process of rebuilding... wow, I kind of imagined it was gross."

Miyoshi looked down disgusted.

Well, there's going to be more creepy phenomena than a man synthesized with flies.

"When I tried to transfer on the ground, it didn't work out."

"Say so."

"So, if it's not enough, it'll fail to metastasize. It's just a hopeful observation."

There are many other elements that can be considered, such as coordinate system problems, but it is also possible.

"Someday, if this technology starts to be widely used, some genius physicist will find out."

"In that sense, we're all human after all, we..."

Well, that's the thing.

When I heard that line, Naruse was smiling, but it was probably because of her mind.

"Now that I've heard about it, I think I can bring in quite a lot of mass."

"That's right. Anything you want to take to the 32nd floor?

"I hope you can bring heavy machinery and forklifts, but it's hard to bring them to the first floor."

"Oh, there's a limit to the size of the entrance."

"What? Senpai. Didn't metallurgical stones work in the dungeon?

"So you're bringing what you want to transfer to the first floor, right?

That being said, I noticed what Miyoshi was trying to say.

When I hit the slime and walked, it was from the entrance that I left the dungeon for a while.

I mean...

"No way, is the inside of that boundary a dungeon?

I don't think so.

"The border?

That's what Naruse asked us, who couldn't follow us.

"Dungeons have a terrestrial impact."

"On the ground? It is said that the shape of the real-world space is indeed like a needle, but is it like the part of the head?

"I don't know for sure, but I think so. Yoyogi, it's just about half the way from the entrance of the dungeon to the reception."

"Huh? How did you do that?

Having said that, I had never heard of a generic way to know exactly the boundaries of a dungeon, even though I knew it had a terrestrial reach.

"Well, that's a lot of things in the tunnel...."

I couldn't say I tried everything while checking Slime's experience, and I couldn't come up with an appropriate excuse. I had no choice but to cloud my words.

Ha.

"Well, anyway, if it's inside, it could be considered a dungeon and metastasized."

The distance from the entrance to the boundary should have been at least five meters. We need to measure the radius of the circle that surrounds the entrance to the dungeon.

"Miyoshi, what is the size of a Japanese tank?

"Wait a minute."

She quickly searched for the 10 tanks and told me the results.

"It's 9.42 meters long and 3.24 meters wide."

"That's...."

I calculate roughly that if the inside diameter is three meters, the doughnuts are five meters wide...

"Doesn't it fit!?

If the width is 3.24 meters, the total length fits into the donut by as much as 10 meters.

"Eh, that's...."

"Hopefully, we'll be able to take it to tank class."

A 40-foot container with a width of 8 feet is a click-out, but a 20-foot container is an easy win.

I mean, if we don't carry it, the supplies will reach 32 floors. Viva Transformation Stone!

"The question is whether the 44 tons of material can be reconstructed there."

Well, yeah.

And even if you bring a tank in, it's the only layer you can use.

Even if the replenishment is to be relocated to the ground, if you really want to operate, you will have to make a hierarchical transfer stone that you want to take.

"Besides, what's going on in the air in the dungeon space?

"In the air?"

"See, for example, when you have something L-shaped and you stand across the boundary, can you think of the part of the air that protrudes directly above the boundary as being in the dungeon?"

That is quite an important issue.

If that were possible, if only the part of the tire was definitely on top of the dungeon, for example, something like a cannon would be tightly protruding, which would make operation easier.

"From the viewpoint of recognizing the region of metastasis at the time of metastasis, it is likely to be subject to metastasis, but if so, objects that protrude large outside the dungeon will also be subject to metastasis as long as they stand inside the dungeon, right?

"We'll have to try this again!

So when I got up, I heard footsteps from upstairs, standing barefoot, and my feet appearing on the stairs coming from the residential area shouted, "J 'ai faim ~".

Huh?

Naruse raised her voice in surprise as she looked up at the woman's feet.

"Who is it?

"Er... who is it?

"What? What did you say...."

Naruse suddenly exclaimed after seeing a beautiful girl with blue grey eyes with a slightly disturbed, glossy black hair appearing during such an exchange.

You might be surprised if someone you don't know shows up dressed like a sleeping roll, but whatever it is, this surprise is too intense.

"But, maybe, Marianne?

"Eh, Naruse-san, do you know him?

"You know nothing... eh, is it real?

Naruse stood up from the sofa and approached the woman with her face peeked from the stairs, speaking in French.

"Are you, perhaps, Marianne-Martan?

That's right. How do you know that?

Ah, Mr. Naruse, you sure you speak French?

Miyoshi who saw it whispered in my ear.

That's a talented woman.

"Absolutely. I feel like I jumped ten times at once."

Naruse looked back at us with an angry face and asked us in a questionable tone.

"So, why is she here?

"Oh, yeah? Why is that?

There was a message in my dream, so I went to help, and I took her by mistake.

Hmm, I'm going to have a headache when I say it myself.

"Rather, why did Naruse kill her?

"What are you talking about? There's a search request coming through the French DA!

Huh?

Wait, did you kidnap her yesterday afternoon? Why is the FRDA already sending out a search request to the JDA? Whatever it is, it's too soon.

"No, wait a minute. When was the request?

"When... I think it was about a week ago."

"A week?!

I don't know what it means anymore.

So, is that really kidnapped and we got out of here? Who is Isabella in the first place and how is she involved in this story??

Well then, Isabella's a woman, too. Do you have a search request?

"Isabella? No, she's the only one asking."

"Who is Isabella?

"No, I don't really know."

Huh?

We went to the dungeon to find out about the air problem, and for a while, Narutsu-san kept squeezing us in, making us throw up everything.

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"Father, can't you find Marianne yet?!

However, the captain of the mercenary unit, known only by the name of Lartel, had a small but muscularly packed shape as a mercenary that was a little short of 180 centimeters.

It was a man who was active in the Iraq Civil War and feared the Basilisk of Curenica in the name of an area secured by the anti-Kaddafis during the First Libyan Civil War.

A man named Fushira (* 1), who had always served as his lieutenant, was a fine macho taller than the slender latte of his name.

"Even if they say not yet, as long as I check the surveillance footage, I'm not out of the house, and I don't have anywhere to look in the house. First of all, how do you get out of that restraint?

"Then what? You mean the smoke went out of the room and disappeared?

"There was no craftsmanship on the walls, floors or ceilings. If I were you, I'd recommend it."

"... that woman is human, isn't she?

"Captain, the opponent is the Virgin. I don't know if it's human or not."

I didn't know whether Fascilla was serious or not, so I appealed.

"If David finds out, he'll be in trouble. That guy's been acting weird lately."

"The content of the contract and the actual work are becoming quite confusing. Is it about time you pulled your hand?

Latel lowered his hips on the sleigh and sofa and took out the club-sized cigarillo and set it on fire.

"Damn, I liked the fact that I was laughing at religion with my nose while representing religious groups."

"It's not a bad payment either. But the other day, I didn't really think there was a transcender."

"A transcender?

That son of a bitch is lost in blood.

"This job is canceled here. The reason is the employer's breach of contract."

"Roger that. Let's finish off with a taste of her."

"Stop."

"Why? You got the captain?

"Don't be silly. You don't know her two names?

"What do you need to know?"

"Nightmare” Isabella. I don't know how many men have perished with him. Once you're asleep, you'll never see peace again. "

"Captain, is that incitement?

"I'm not stopping you."

Fascilla looked up at the ceiling for a while when she put her arms together, but immediately untied it and shrugged her shoulders small.

"After all, let's stop when we stop. I'm not young enough to spend my life in a single shot."

That's smart.

"So, what do we do now? Return to Libya? There's talk of a haftar invading Tripoli."

Lna. There are rumors that France is also behind it.....

The space is used alongside Chinese weapons provided by the UAE and Javelin purchased by France from the United States, and Mig and Swoy support it from the sky.

"It's not bad, but it's awkward to interrupt the rotor now."

"Rottle. The haftars are over 70, right?

"Don't be with Superman. And the conflicts in the world today are Libya, Iraq, Yemen, Syria, Afghanistan, Islam, Islam."

Lartel said that with a bitter, crushed face.

"It was still easy to understand the old Libya who said that they would use us on their behalf because they didn't want to fight with the tribe, but after the rise of Muslim extremists after the end of the civil war, I don't know what to do."

I think that ethnic conflicts are mixed with religious conflicts, and the Islamic country like the flowers of the times has risen and rioted, and the advanced countries that took the opportunity to target oil come into the gunpocket regardless of east or west.

It may be interesting, but one day I'm not going to be hung from behind by people who suddenly were on my side.

Then Kurdish, right?

"Are you going to join the YPG? The handler pulls his hand from the YPG. At that moment, Turkey is set to take action in northern Syria. Then they'll sneak up on the Syrian government forces this time. I could be sold lightly."

"Even if the soldiers pull up, they will continue to support us. It's going to be hard to be under the influence of Russia."

"Will the US-supported YPG intercept Turkey as Russia and Iran join their backing Syrian government forces? It's no longer a convenience to live, it's just a matter of what."

"Does the captain say that?"

It was a little ridiculous to talk about the rise of a mercenary unit that was routinely involved in supporting yesterday's enemies for money.

Lartel thought so too. He smiled slightly and said, "It must be."

"So where are we going next? You're retiring?

"How was the dungeon?

After hearing Latel's line, Fasheira answered thinking that she had lost her ear for a moment.

"Excuse me?

"That's why I said," What about the dungeon? "

"So you're going to be a Seeker?

"Isn't it bad?

"No, it's not bad or bad... huh?!

Today, the world of mercenaries has changed.

Internet cowboys pushed up in large numbers, and it seemed like the feeling of interacting with life itself had faded.

Thus, the complexity of the conflict zone was not comparable to that of the twentieth century, and some surely switched to Explorers three years ago.

Who wants to shoot a human?

"You're not talking about this job, are you?

"The whole team is a Seeker?

"Anyone who doesn't want to do it has to do it. It's only natural that we control our own lives."

Latel's team was relatively free to decide whether or not to join the operation.

You can choose not to participate in operations that you cannot survive on your own.

"Who's going to do this?

"For now, it's me."

"Really?

"Of course. Get a porter to transport ammo."

"Really? So you're doing it in Yoyogi? I'm going to bowl it with David.

"That may be true, but without a contract, you'd be a red man, wouldn't you?

This is why they call me Latel, and Fasheela spread her hands out with astonishment.

Lartel is an African-dwelling, fearless and famous beast who shows up and walks magnificently without anyone hiding.

"Besides, you have to worry about Marianne's whereabouts."

"Captain, it's strange how you behave."

It's embarrassing!

"So, who won't join us?

"You can use the French base as you like. Play wherever you like, Libya or Syria."

Fascilla looked back at her boss's face, placing her hands on her hips and sighing deeply.

"Ha-ha, the basilisk of the Culenica has rounded up."

"If you want to die, I'll kill you anytime.

Lartel said that while spreading the pressure that seemed to tickle with just one line of sight, Fasheira simply passed it off without paying attention.

If you're tired of living, please.

That said, I started the work that Lartel told me to do well.