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Erephir accepts the flag, laughs maliciously, and feels a burning hatred for the recklessly standing Kilike nearby...
No. Actually, no. She rather feels surprised that she decided to give this new Nosendrot flag, which evoked associations with guns, the cunning scoundrel La Ruan, and his policy of enslaving everything and everyone, to the ornamental girl, while she herself preferred the times of the old kingdom, in which there were traditions, Knights, Tournaments, balls, and all that... Although, did she even live during that old Nosendrot? Perhaps not, these were just fairy tales that her parents told Erephir in childhood, already under Marselde, and were very far from reality.
So, there was nothing to be done about it, and this is what the flag of her Homeland looks like. You don't choose your homeland. You can even learn something from it.
-- Thank you very much! Excellent work, it will take a worthy place in my room.
-- Well, girls, is there a place you would like to visit next?
- Oh, - Astellia remembered, - I completely forgot to chip in 150 for Kaline to upgrade her outfit. And what kind of flag is that, by the way? I don't remember that design.