⚔️Serberia

— I understand. — Erika didn't offer any comments, which could mean either her approval of Veserod's character or a lack of interest in him. — I think that's all. Ilva, thanks to you, I was able to gather all the information needed to write the report, and I didn't even have to resort to using official authority and spoiling the mood of the townspeople. Thank you, and if you ever need help, feel free to contact me; I'll help in any way I can.

—Of course, and you too, feel free to visit our cafe, or just come over for a cup of coffee, I'd be glad to!
When the guest left to attend to her own affairs, Ilva finally allowed herself to sigh with relief: first, the "inspection" of the cafe, and then a real check, and all of that regarding their squad – what a day! Could it be that their activities have really attracted so much attention from the capital? And also, Erika's words about the special forces squad... Perhaps the baron is also planning some kind of political game, and they are all destined to become unwitting pawns in it? More than ever, the girl felt that storm clouds were gathering over their cozy little world, but if before fulfilling the baron's orders only promised a rare and distant storm, now the bad weather has reached even the quietest Baldr.
To calm down a bit and put her thoughts in order, Ilva headed to the church, where she planned to read something from the books about Valkyries. To her surprise, a large lecture was being held there today, and so the girl involuntarily joined the ranks of the listeners.

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