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— Well, not personally Brother Foma, some paladins? I grumbled. - There must be people who do this?

“The holy paladins are busy holding back evil spirits on the southern border of the Great Church, where all the abomination from the khaang abysses is rushing towards us. Would you like to draw boundaries?

- So, did you eat it? Simes laughed. - My daughter is smart, don't put your finger in her mouth.

- Dad!

- I'll go home. Is there anything in the oven?

- Yes, I put cabbage soup in the morning - as I knew that it would come in handy.

- Shchi is good. Come on, feed your father.

- Yes, dad. The brigadier and his daughter set off from the square.

I went home too. I, unlike Simes, did not have caring female hands at home, so there was nothing to count on a hot dinner. But in the knapsack from the very morning the supplies that Agnis brought in the morning remained forgotten. It would be necessary to conduct an audit, to see what God sent.

"The working day is over. Check the equipment and t
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