⚔️Serberia

"— Greetings, pupils of Gungnir. — The Count bowed theatrically, not so much showing respect as presenting himself to the guests. — I would like to say, 'welcome to Tamfana, city of warriors,' but alas, such a phrase has already lost its relevance, for meeting the ruler of these lands turned out to be last on your list of priorities. — He smirked and applauded. — Accept my congratulations on your worthy performance in the theater and at the arena... Ah, what a pity that I was born too late to make the beautiful Brahea my wife, and too early to meet anyone equal to her beauty. — The Count placed his palm over his face and lowered his head in defeat. — But let's get down to business. As I understand it, you need something from me, and as it happens, I could also make use of your services, but before that... Let me assess the strength of Gungnir's pupils!