⚔️Serberia

— Pff, haaa, — a couple of tourists, with smirks on their faces, were looking at the statue, — who would have thought that in 779, someone in Serberia would still worship an imaginary goddess in the sky. — Tell me about it, and it's not like these are residents of some backwater countries, but we live in a country of science and technology... But then again, what else can you expect from backward peasants?

In the past, Vegi would have certainly said something sharp in response, but now she no longer had the strength for it. And even if she did, compared to what she had seen recently, this was trivial. Ignoring the tourists, Gulveig approached the statue and began to pray. "Mother, please help the Teacher and Teya, or, to bother you less, give me a stigma, and then I will definitely help... Of course, I would like to sleep after all this. Just close my eyes and sleep-sleep-sleep, in dreams everything is different and easier. But maybe later, and right now, I would rather have a stigma... I beg you, please."