“How, Naztko, is Naytuci going to be a problem?” said Doug.

“She is superstitious and is apt to blindly do foolish things if the omens call to her.”

Zawmb’yee said, “Don’t we blindly believe in invisible things that are contradicted by known facts?”

“Well,” said Naztko, “we have the official version of gibberish, nawibsugja: it’s better to be a hypocrite who holds, in different parts of his mind, contradictory ideas, waiting to be fused together like a hydrogen bomb, who sometimes declares himself pious, sometimes tries to be pious, yes, better to be than believing only in the tangible…”

Doug said, “So you’re a hypocrite?”

“Yes, but I’m the official hypocrite, the magnificent Amznre…”
“Hey,” said Zawmb’yee, “I’ve always thought of you as being wise, but can you be both wise and pious?”

“Not the right question, so ubemuwx! That aforementioned, Dear, is for one of my ongoing fusion experiments. For now, I behold ambiguity in abeyance, because in a word, nawibsugja.”

“Any results for believing nawibsugja?”

“Here and there, a Kaboom!”


“Not now, we have pressing matters in front of us.”

Libikzi came running back leading a troop of thirty from the Glicrex Icqu team. They deployed in front of us looking towards the garage door at the back of the cave. Libikzi whispered to the leader of the squad, took a deep breath, and did a quick and smart about-face pivot to calmly walk back towards us.

Fevepo Zawmb’yee,” she said, “I’m sorry I had to run off like that, but I had to see to it that we had our team in place before the arrival of the Emissary. Perfect timing is important. Otherwise, he could destroy us with leufrescaxzm.

Doug looked up. “Leufrescaxzm?”

“Yes, Kvizee Doug, it’s inserting into each of our minds, ten thousand thoughts in a second for each of his words spoken in his language.”

“Thank you,” I said, “for seeing to all the details.”

Zawmb’yee said, “Um, Pevfexo Libikzi, if everything is in order, will the Emissary be arriving soon?”

“Yes, Fevepo Zawmb’yee, shortly, as soon as Efilioe arrives.”

Doug and Zawmb’yee looked at each other.

Zawmb’yee said, “Pevfexo Libikzi, can we trust her?”

Libikzi said, “Yes, tiglekso.”

Doug and Zawmb’yee joined hands and laughed.

I said, “Pardon us, it’s a little inside humor. But we have full confidence in your ability to successfully complete your mission.”


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