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run away, don't run away. However, no one tried. On the contrary, thousands of voluntary prisoners arrived in the capital every day, full of hopes to stay forever in the gray, dirty prison of the capital ... and if they

ntatives of dynasties that traditionally elected the best of the best to serve, and there was no end to applicants. It's not about money or luxury - a true master of his craft, an experienced specialist or a strong fighter is unlikely to need finance. But only there, near the aristocrat, there was po

great power, respect for status and protection for themselves and their own families - for this alone it was worth not sparing yourself, working twenty hours a day. The reward will not keep you waiting - the ascent through the hierarchy of servants will one day end at the very top of one of the ancestral s

tinuing to serve the family with the loyalty of a dog for the fourth decade - and with an equally strong grip, young

declare the successes of the clan. In the last six months, the old man has developed such a trait

did not allow him to leave the office, taking precious minutes from the short sleep of the prince, the owner of one of the hundreds of specific principalities of the vast Empire, the owner of factories, corporations and mines. It would have been another day

lasped his hands behind his back and exhaled sharply

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correctly and leafed through a dozen pl

tions are difficult and threaten to destroy the object, the enemy has two fighters of the "teacher" rank. Sa

ises turned out to be surprisingly long - the problem is commensurate with it. Nothing urgent, nothing important. You just have to decide: live for a proud family, un

ng planning in that - otherwise all actions would have been thought out five steps ahead by the analytics departm

lightly overestimated their capabilities, lost two

raid of revenge at all - there is no one to take revenge on, and the vassal families of the clan will not declare war, defending a vile act. Now, if someone from the main family survived, then yes, the oath would oblige to fulfill the will of the master ... Perhaps that is why they were all massacred, methodically, in cold blood, knowingly preparing a version of fear for the heiress - it is much more plausible that way. In general, it doesn't matter. The main thing is that one single stupidity crossed out six centuries of the existence of a famous family, and with it the clan. Weak, little respected (with such and such leaders), but still - a clan: an association of tribal corporations, soldered by an oath to the main clan. And without this kind, albeit inf

of the clan defiantly stepped aside, showing the wealth of the family, honor and pride - they say, they were completely satisfied with the death of the

uld have found new owners - without a single shot or surge of power. Respectable people preferred to fight, sitting at long tables, advancing armies of bank account numbers, shaking the air with volleys of sh

clan. While the others were talking, the clan's specialists worked without sleep or rest on what was delicately called "loyalty assurance". It came out surprisingly quickly and easily, practically without blood. It was just that there was one master, but there was

d, of course, they will fade away. Because sharing someone else's is one thing, and fighting, paying with blood and lives, is quite another. In the capital, they forgot how to go to die, preferring to send vassal families, mercenaries, debtors to death, at worst - the younger generation. But this will not be enough, it w

loved, like the fighting backbone of the clan. As well as the three allied clans. So the old intriguers will not get anything, except that the

sake of peace and the life of his grandchildren, great-grandchildren? Instead of a fight - the warmth of the fireplace, a small pean

verything," he said quietly, using only his lips, angrily ex

arely noticeable to the eye, brought out a silent rhythm. The owner of the cabinet touched the cool surface with his fingertips and listened. No, it's not audible, only a slight tremor pricks the fingers. But on the other side of the street, the legendary bass rattles in the headphones,

h the blockade. Given the lack of significant stocks of p

gize to the Oster family and pay

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er. Offer on my behalf to restore the infra

ighting family. Fighting against an army and managing to retreat without loss is worth a lot. These should be protected

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, throwing an inquirin

wo days before the start of the conflict they moved to the Karl Ritz Hotel, under the protectio

aid affirmatively, turning back to the window, "b

transfer their assets to us, they will go b

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shell companies around the world. The reverse exchange is possible only at the good will of the Kolo

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rotected by the status of a guest," the servant said jud

swaying from heel to toe, pondering the decision. - It is necessary to p

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sorry. Plant them together, let them get bored in the company, get used to each other. Then we will drag the corpse of the petitioner right in front of Kolobov.

ith the plastic of the pages. - Someone Samoilov Maxim Mikhailovich, nineteen years old,

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nts to take over the business for himself. However, the request for an audience comes from the director. We clari

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guy was promising and brought money to the family. He was ve

e to die colorfully and for a long time even with large lacerations and having

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possible way, sir," the r