5 kilometers from Faril. Western Region

Trying to reach the capital of the western region as soon as possible, Emma Horner drove forward without rest. From the non-stop horse racing, the fifth point of the woman was very sick, but this was nothing compared to how the stallion felt. He had already exhausted his limits, and continued to ride solely out of stubbornness. In the end, the exhausted animal could not stand it, and collapsed to the ground, almost crushing the rider. Fortunately, Emma escaped with only a couple of bruises. Rising from the ground and shaking off her clothes, the woman threw a pitiful glance at the breathless horse, whose days were numbered. Leaving the animal to slowly die under the scorching sun was cruel and wrong, so Emma decided to save the horse from suffering. Pulling out the knife, and with one quick blow, taking the life of the stallion, deprived of her life, Emma continued on her way. The weather was hot, from which Emma soaked up pretty quickly. Fearing that she would be hit by a sunstroke, the woman poured half a bottle of water on her head, feeling much better. Mentally returning to the past, Emma remembered the time when she and her mother traveled to the Wastes in search of a safe place. It just so happened that they had to split up for a while. Then the mother and daughter did everything possible to reunite, but alas, they did not succeed. Death divided them forever.

The idea that the story will repeat, but this time the mother and daughter will change places and destinies, gave Emma determination. Despite the fatigue, the woman wiped the sweat from her forehead, and quickened her pace, and soon, she switched to running. Reaching Fairil, a woman falling from her feet from fatigue entered the city through the Northern Gate. Despite the fact that Emma visited Faryl for the first time in her life, she found the city mayor's office without any problems. However, the blockheads on duty at the entrance not only flatly refused to let the guest of the capital inside, but also to inform the mayor that some woman wanted to talk to him about something very important. The guards could be understood. What for Emma meant more than anything in the world did not mean anything to them. Having lost patience from dealing with the blockheads, an angry Emma was already ready to grab the crossbow, and to get to Doyle by force, but she didn’t have to do that, because hearing a heated argument at the entrance, Billy went outside. Realizing her mistake, Emma brightened up and addressed Billy directly. But not as a mother searching for the missing daughter, but as the official representative of the community of free traders from the Central region. In fact, Emma was not the Coma, but Billy could not check the truth of her words straight off. Not that the guest was very interested in him, but Doyle decided to listen to her until the end. Having handed over the weapons to the blockheads, Emma followed the mayor into his office. Having offered a guest a drink, and having been refused, Billy sat down at his table, and Emma sat on the opposite chair.

- I am very glad that we managed to resolve this misunderstanding. “Harry would be very upset if I couldn’t meet you,” the guest said in an official tone.

“Harry? - Bill specified.

- Harry Henriks. Leader of our community. You've heard of the Queen of the Seas?

Billy nodded. He not only heard about the merchants' ship, but also managed to implant his spy under him in the guise of a migrant. Despite this, to believe Emma on the word Billy was in no hurry. The fact that she correctly named the name of the community leader did not mean anything.

“We want to offer Farilu, and in the future, and other settlements in your region, mutually beneficial cooperation,” continued Emma.

- What makes you think that we need something now? - reasonably asked Billy.

- Because every person needs something. What exactly do you need? The woman asked bluntly.

Doyle wondered. The interlocutor led the dialogue quite naturally, but Bill had a gut feeling that she had a personal interest in this matter. It remained only to find out what. A red-haired guest would not have traveled this distance alone, only to make him a dubious proposition.

“As far as I know, one of your closest partners is the military,” Doyle began from afar.

“It is,” agreed Emma. - Our community is too close to their territory. Naturally, we are trying to maintain good relations with the army team.

“And if I say that until you refuse to deal with them, there can be no agreement between you and Fairil?” - Billy asked a provocative question.

Emma pretended that she was very puzzled by the question interlocutor. Since she had no authority to make deals of this kind, Emma could promise Billy anything to get the moon from the sky. However, too quick agreement would certainly have caused Doyle to suspect that he was being led by the nose. Emma had one single chance to negotiate with Fairlle's owner, and she had no right to miss him.

- You want too much. In any other situation, my answer would be a categorical refusal. However, the situation has changed. One of the important members of our community was a misfortune in your territory. CSKA did not want to get involved in this matter.

Before Billy began to reach what he wants from a red-haired visitor.

- What is the name of a member of your community and what happened to him? He asked bluntly.

- Her name is Claire Horner. As far as we know, she is now held captive by thugs who call themselves "Scorpions." If you return it safe and sound to us, you can be sure that no military will board our ship again.

Doyle easily guessed what was the interest of the guest. She tried to save her good friend, possibly a relative, and planned to use him in the dark. The name of the girl captured by the "Scorpions" seemed to Doyle to be painfully familiar, but to whom she still belongs, the mayor will remember after the end of the conversation.

- Of course. I will do everything in my power and even more, ”Billy promised.

Emma rejoiced, rejoicing in an easy victory, but allowed herself only a restrained smile. She had no idea that Doyle so quickly agreed to her conditions only because he knew about the whereabouts of the Scorpion camp, and had already sent a large armed detachment there. The whereabouts of the dangerous gang were reported by a trader caught by Doyle’s people who was buying live goods from Scorpions for resale throughout the west. He told about this far from immediately, but only after the people of Billy tested his body for strength. Doyle only needed to contact the leader of the group, and inform them that during the assault the fighters behaved more carefully, since there could be a valuable hostage in the camp. The fact that the days of the "Scorpions" are numbered, Billy was 100% sure, and his interest in the fate of the elusive gang of raiders was minimal. Doyle was much more concerned about what his faithful hound and her companion, who had gone to the lair of insane fanatics, were busy now.

Fortress of the Doomsday Brotherhood

The fanatics were not ready for the attack of the troglodytes. By an accurate hit from a grenade launcher, one of the fighters of the Brotherhood managed to smash a troglodyte running ahead of them, but the remaining four monsters reached the firemen leading them and made a real massacre in the corridor. Dylan did not see this. Throwing Faith on his shoulders, Horner looked out into the corridor only after the shots had subsided.Not having to spend time trying to eat the bodies of the defeated opponents, the troglodytes rushed to find new victims. Belatedly, Dylan realized that he had acted a little recklessly, giving the monsters an order to kill everyone. Horner only wanted the troglodytes to deal with the squad that cut off the retreat for him and Faith, but the monsters who were in captivity for a long time took his order too literally. Having dealt with one group of fanatics, the troglodytes immediately went on ...