After talking with the isekai newcomers, Erefir went outside and took a deep breath of the fresh sea breeze. Almost three months... Almost three months of complete peace and quiet. For the first week, the nozrenrotka was ready to jump at any moment and embark on a new mission at Her Highness's command. In the second week, she was slightly puzzled that their squad had been stuck in Carneol for so long. Eventually, she waved it off and was surprised to find that she felt a sense of calm, comfort, and happiness from a simple life, which she had never experienced before. It was as if she had been pushing a huge, multi-ton stone up an endless mountain all her life, a stone she couldn't let go of for even a second, lest she be crushed – but then Narya came along and put a step under the stone and said that it was okay to relax a little and rest. Then you can continue pushing.
"Is this really how it is? 😄" she thought for a while, and then she accepted these changes. Almost. The capital's food, combined with intense, constant physical exercise, had yielded wonderful results; the girl looked stronger and more feminine than before, and old wounds and various negative consequences of the Dark Lands had practically disappeared without a trace. After all this, she actually wanted to stop sitting around and start running and moving mountains, but for now...
First, Phyr-Phyr looked at the flagpole, making sure that their glorious Carneol flag was flying there, or rather, the other way around... If the flag hadn't been made yet, now was the time to get it done in Ornament today.
Regardless of the outcome of the above inspection, Erefir is now heading to the Carneol forge to assess its capabilities and the availability of materials.
The Carneol forge was no worse than the Bajen forge, and there were plenty of materials, although only the most ordinary ones – the cosmic ore that every blacksmith desires could not be found.