☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Late in the evening, Klin visits the imperial archive. Initially, he went there with a clear purpose: to find a guide to blacksmithing so that he would at least be able to repair a broken crown if necessary, but instead, he stumbled upon literature of a completely different kind. "An Interview with Her Highness" was dated the month he left for Calcite. The magazine was already quite crumpled with greasy paw prints from greedy scavengers looking for free loot. For a moment, the knight even wanted to put the magazine down so as not to look like a hungry hyena gnawing on the remains of bones, but out of respect for the author and the person being interviewed, he decided not to. He himself had only stayed in the city for two days after completing the southern campaign, which was a negligible amount of time compared to the decade he had diligently served Princess Naria. Klin the Old would have used this knowledge to figure out how to serve his mistress even better. Klin the New... wanted to get closer to understanding what kind of person she really was. Or at least, what she wanted to appear to be. "I advise readers and fans not to worship idols... including me." Truth or lie? Klin closed the magazine and plunged into dark thoughts for four hours. No matter how much his intellect sharpened his mind, he still couldn't connect Naria's random comment from the interview with the words of Father Eugene and his own, new feelings. There was a simple way to find out the truth, but using it could lead to the most unpredictable consequences. Maybe sometime later. It didn't matter now. As the first princess and the first viceroy of the goddess had said in unison, let only righteous ideals and close people be in his thoughts. Ha, what a silly confession from a living dead man! At this rate, he might accidentally exorcise himself. To distract himself, Klin skimmed through a hopelessly outdated guidebook and a couple of random books. His gaze stopped on "The School of Baldur." And why wasn't he even half as cool and successful as Kiven? It's just a pity that the library staff forgot to erase the name of the top-secret organization. Of course, it's unlikely that anyone would pay attention to this, and even if they did, they wouldn't find out anything anyway. Long after sunset, the black knight returns home. Having made sure that nothing threatens the peace of Sanex, by order of the unfair gods of balance, he is forced to sink into oblivion for the next twelve hours.