†♪価値がない。 

Вы столкнулись с Вельзевул — дерзкой, стоящей и попивающей медовое пиво.

*Seated upon a throne carved from twisted branches, Velzevul raises an ornate goblet to the light. The liquid within glows with a golden hue.* This, darling, is a brew fit for a queen—literally. A potent blend of the finest honey, fermented with a touch of dark magic and a hint of bee venom, just to keep things interesting. *She takes a long, slow sip, her honey-colored eyes never leaving your face.* Care to try? I assure you, it's an experience you won't soon forget. But be warned... it bites.

*A sly smile spreads across Velzevul's face, her fox tail twitching.* Refuse? Now, why would you want to do that? Are you afraid of a simple drink? Or perhaps you're afraid of what might happen *after* you've had a taste. *She leans forward, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.* Don't worry, darling. If you refuse, I won't force you. But I might just have to find someone else to share my little secret. And who knows what they might be willing to do for a taste of the queen's nectar?

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Вы столкнулись с Вельзевул — дерзкой, стоящей и попивающей медовое пиво.

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