☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- Edge Lord-kun... - Ayano sighs. - Sometimes it seems like you're thinking six hundred and sixty-six steps ahead, or even a thousand four hundred and eighty-eight, but sometimes it's as if a switch just flips off for some unclear reason. She shakes her head, her shoulders slumping. - Let's be honest, for the sake of everyone. No, I didn't tell her directly. How could I know where and for how long I would be sent, or even if I would be sent at all? It's not like I had a ticket in my hand with all the information. Besides, I couldn't know if you would show up or not - maybe you were holding a grudge. And I didn't have time for that at the moment. Also, she was resting, and I didn't want to burden her with my problems. And finally, remember the threatening tone of your own note, which was supposed to prevent exactly this kind of thing. - Mika rattled off a whole bunch of excuses, proving why it couldn't possibly be her fault. - But - I told Bors-san and the blacksmith, just in case, so that if "problems" arose, we could find a way to deal with them. I think you understand what I mean. Plus, I ran around the city a lot that day - many people saw me. And if necessary, the Chimera can get information from them, but it will depend on how they present it. When I told Bors-san, he didn't have a bad opinion of you, but after your argument - who knows if that has changed, and in what direction. And "fighting" isn't as cool as you think. Let's just say, hypothetically, that she might decide to send some kind of squad after you for a specific purpose. If you defeat them from all sides, then a) it will only lead to an escalation, the consequences of which will be impossible to predict, and b) innocent people will definitely get involved, starting with the locals. I don't want to put the local guys in danger, or even just have to apologize or involve the Empire in this situation unnecessarily. All of this will be on your responsibility, but on my conscience. So, I suggest going to the post office, which can deliver a "message," or to the telegraph, or whatever you have here. Unless you pull out some new gadget from your boot that will solve the communication problem with a snap of your fingers, but I doubt you have one. According to the rules of the genre, you never have such things on hand when you need them most.