☀️ Arselia and Akonia

The girl looked at the walls of the living room, where there was no painting granting +5 luck, and sighed.

-- Thank you, that's very appropriate. If we don't return, please convey my regards to Her Highness.

After the servant finished eating, Fyr-Fyr said goodbye to him, told the Carneolians that she was going on business, and went to the Temple of Anuzish. Only Garret and Merel knew anything; Fyr-Fyr hugged them and whispered in their ears that she was going to check on the church to bring them news. Did they know she was an otherworldly redhead? They had spent enough time together that they might have figured it out. But she herself had simply glanced at Kalina's information about blood and drawn her own conclusions.

Temple... The Nozenrot didn't think she would ever have to visit this location, considering the risks, but now, the risks were reversed. Besides, she was somewhat curious about how people here pray to their own planet, and she had made a lot of effort to find out and learn about various lore regarding religions, so as not to look too ridiculous in philosophical conversations, and moreover, to show respect to the one to whom Erefir owes its hospitality. Now, this respect had to turn into something else, a more active, rather than contemplative, format. So be it.

Cheerfully, she enters the temple, outwardly copying the etiquette of the surrounding believers who might be here at this time, thereby showing respect to Anuzish.