If you thought that a man without pants is very funny, then believe me, a man without pants and with a two-handed sword is not funny at all. If they thought that the Indians were simple guys, but they turned out to have such political intrigues that the devil would break his leg, this is not the problem of the Indians. This is your problem, because you are in captivity and tomorrow you will be impaled. And the local king, your old friend from university, is somehow not in a hurry to help. Galactic dead end, backward civilization, savage morals? That's not so bad. The interests of several states collided at Sattang, which means there will be knee-deep blood. And Della Berg will have a lot to think about. Firstly, was it worth returning to reconnaissance; secondly, which situation is worse - mortally dangerous or idiotic; thirdly, why does she so desperately want her former chief inquisitor Augustus McKinby to come and put everyone in their place. Meanwhile, we find out whether androids dream of electric sheep and how real Scots answer the question: “What’s under your kilt? »