☀️ Arselia and Akonia

He didn't have to search for long – the woman was waiting for him on the other side of the door of their shared home, holding the same newspaper that Kline had been reading that morning.
- I thought you wouldn't come back, - she says, hugging the Death Knight, barely holding back tears.

—Be careful, don't burn yourself. Kline tosses his sword into the umbrella stand to dispel the Humba Wumba aura and strokes the woman's head. —There, there, don't worry, I won't leave you. —"anymore," he adds to himself. —Now that the goddess has given me a chance at redemption, there's no point in hiding my soul from her representative. Father Eugene, by the way, turned out to be a merciful and kind person and even helped me look at my beliefs in a different light, so there's nothing to worry about. —"except for his less merciful followers," he adds to himself. —And this morning, I also learned that two of my comrades returned safely from the south, so this day brought more good news. —"and one didn't return," he adds to himself.

—But what about you? —the knight waved his hand dismissively. —How are you feeling? If something is bothering you, tell me right away. On the way here today, I suddenly remembered that living people need to eat, and it turns out you've been eating leftovers of food supplies for a week now. That's not right. You need a varied and healthy diet for your health. I checked. So, I'll get a job; anyway, the bills for the apartment will start coming in November.