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Guillon continues the journal.
I completely forgot about this journal with everything that’s happened recently... So much has piled up. I need to continue.
Day 37
Mellen pulled a stunt... She slit her own wrists. After everything we’ve been through, it’s not surprising, but... still, it’s wrong. Aiko and Zorica sacrificed themselves so she could live, and she... It’s sad.
On the other hand, we got reinforcements. Though... strange ones.
Metarma seemed harmless and quiet, but Beata tensed up immediately. She said that woman was a maniac and had stabbed her ex. Well, still waters run deep... And Erefir and Rafael decided to hire her?!
But Sisyandra we liked right away, Beata and I. A pretty mercenary with reasonable expectations. Plus, she wanted a pay raise — a necessary thing.
Other news — it turns out a maniac had appeared in the city, and for safety, no one was supposed to walk alone. A nightmare. So we ran to get weapons. We’d put that off for way too long...
On the way, we spotted someone we knew in an alley, but when we checked it out, no one was there. Strange, but whatever, we had more pressing matters.
While running around the shops, we noticed that Fenchel’s building had been demolished. Ah... It could have been a nice alchemy shop.
While picking out a gift for Bronislava per her request, we stopped by Lepota. A very nice coffee shop with lots of different desserts and treats, perfect for a snack and hanging out.
The waitress Leona is a sweet girl, but she seemed down. I hope she’s okay.
Anyway, we gave Bronislava the prepared gift, she was incredibly happy about it and paid us for our trouble. Great that we helped her.
On the way back, we dropped by the adventurers’ guild — just to check it out. Strange, I hadn’t been there before. The guild was nice enough, cozy, and all the quests were well organized.
And if anything, a girl named Lucyna was on duty there, ready to advise and explain.
Back at Karneol, we decided to get to know Sisyandra better. Well... We got acquainted. Very closely acquainted. A wonderful evening of getting to know each other, smoothly transitioning into night...
Day 38
In the morning, Beata dragged me to the Drowned Woman for a tasting of some horrible fish. She wanted to do it herself, but she described its taste so vividly that I couldn’t resist. And...
...and I regretted it. All my internal organs desperately begged to get out within a few minutes of tasting. Judging by Beata’s face, she was ready to kill, but who? The only culprit — the fish — was already dead...
I had to drag myself to the hospital, but on the way we at least stopped by Zarya and picked up questionnaires to avoid boredom. Hmm, it was pretty calm there for a newspaper office. That’s for the best, though.
Only the journalist Nadiya sat quietly, lost in thought, selling newspapers and handing out questionnaires... She has a peaceful job. I’m even a little envious.
At the hospital, they gave me a scolding, condemning my thirst for adventure. As if I did it on purpose... At least they prescribed treatment. And Beata went into hyper-care mode, practically forcing me to take pills... I get it, but sometimes it’s just ridiculous.
We took a last stroll to the art academy, but it was closed and fenced off with a high barrier. Couldn’t even tell what happened...
And the guard, Varui, wouldn’t even talk to us, just snapped at us and chased us away. We didn’t mean any harm...
Back at Karneol, Garrett finished us off with the news that Sisyandra had been beaten to death in the fighting club by some psycho. Horrible.
Day 39
Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, the universe decided to prove me wrong. Metarma predictably snapped and stabbed Rafael, then disappeared somewhere. As if one maniac wasn’t enough... Rafael was a fool, but I felt sorry for him. He didn’t deserve that.
And his cat certainly didn’t deserve it either. Poor Energetik. Just the day before, he was chasing some piece of paper around the hall, and now...
Mysterius will surely miss him. He missed Aiko too... Poor cat, at least he survived with us. He’s a wonderful beast, a born predator. Killed all the mice and birds around.
Nature abhors a vacuum — we got backup. Musician Nysho. She’s a bit strange. Nothing special at first glance, but subtly attractive... Still, she acted pretty oddly too. I decided to shelve all dubious thoughts and treat her as a colleague, nothing more.
After a short walk around the city, we stopped by Upgrade, where Aiko used to work. We felt it was right to tell Orros about her fate. I’m still not sure how good an idea that was, but I agree with Beata — he deserved to know.
Then we headed to the archive, wanted to learn a couple of skills, but it was closed. Some employee with a strange name had kidnapped someone, a bounty was placed on her head — a decent sum, actually. I kind of regret not getting around to searching for her.
We stopped by a souvenir shop, luckily it was on the way. A very beautiful and cozy place, my eyes were dazzled. I bought a lucky coin, but apparently my luck is too meager...
The shopkeeper, Filledella, has a rather interesting taste in clothing. She looks more like a princess than a saleswoman. And she loves shiny things.
We returned past the guillotine. Well... They sure chose a place to put that in the city center, brr.
The executioner stood there, lost in his own thoughts; apparently, he doesn’t have much work. Though, that’s for the best.
Day 40
We finally managed to submit the questionnaires for Zarya, better late than never. Completely run off our feet with all these events... We got a decent sum for them. Still, what are those questionnaires for?..
I was moral support for Beata when she ordered a dress for our wedding. I still think she’s overthinking it. After all, our feelings are what matters.
Fantom closed... I wonder why.
We stopped by Melody, a very pleasant family store; Beata and I don’t know much about music, but it was very interesting to gawk at the instruments.
The appearance of the Melody saleswoman threw me off. Is her natural hair color like that, or is it dyed? I didn’t bother asking her stupid questions about it, of course. Probably dyed, but in our world, anything is possible.
Day 41
We stopped by Diablo. A nice family restaurant specializing in spicy dishes. Some dishes, judging by the smell, had more pepper than other ingredients. I was seriously worried about my tortured stomach, but the pills worked well.
The waitress Solitariya looked quite interesting. Where did she get such a strange costume? And again, why does she have green hair? Again, I refrained from asking stupid questions. She needs to work, not entertain us.
On the way, we turned toward the air dock. A dizzying place. Dirigibles really are wonderful transport. Though... not too reliable, heh.
Tickets were sold by a nice guy, Lotr Lost.
Then we stopped by the transport station. I’d been there before, but in passing; now I got a better look. Well, a capital city station is something else. Tracks as far as the eye can see and crowds of people.
Still, the ticket collector Bella seemed right at home. She’s probably worked there a long time.
We went to the port, then I lured Beata into the horror room. The new employee, Tsvetana, clearly didn’t put as much effort into her act as Mia... but at least the attraction was running.
And it was genuinely terrifying. When the floor gave way under me, I think I screamed in fear. Almost got claustrophobia there, and Beata couldn’t think of anything smarter than jumping in after me... Fortunately, it was all just a ride. Phew. We didn’t go further to get scared; we’d had enough. I guess it’s time to stock up on sedatives...
Finally, we wanted to grab a bite at Mystery, but it turned out to be closed.
Only when the guard Libé said the owner had some family problems did it start to dawn on me... It was her daughter who went missing, and her husband got into trouble and ended up in jail. Yeah.
Interesting thing — Kilika picked up a cat named Belik. He purrs across half the headquarters, but he’s picky, doesn’t let everyone pet him.
Day 42
Beata dragged me to a photo studio as moral support. I didn’t really have time to look around...
...because the photographer Dionys kicked me out, saying something about a kindergarten. Hey, it was Beata’s idea! Why does she do crazy stuff, and I’m the one who’s embarrassed?
I waited for a satisfied Beata, who was telling me how great she looked in a succubus outfit; we grabbed a bite at Diablo, dropped by Abundance... Erefir brought a new recruit there too, Amamius. A suspicious type, keeps to himself. Supposedly our guy, but... Strange, very strange.
And then... Then everything is a blur. I became very ill right in the middle of the street. I thought I was dying, I only heard Beata’s screams ordering me to live. Now I know she dragged me to the hospital and the doctors fought for me all night, but I don’t remember any of it — only the pain. At some point, I think I just wanted the agony to stop, at any cost.
Day 43
Officially, the worst day of my life. Even worse than the night I was captured. Bresia, praise her medical gift, pulled me from the grave, but the state I was in could hardly be called life. Everything hurt, it hurt even to breathe, I could barely comprehend what was happening, and worst of all — I could hardly see. The doctors said there was a risk my vision might never recover. Beata had to leave me and fly away, and I had to lie there and curse myself for being useless and worthless.
When I thought it was the end and such a miserable existence was all that was left for me, messengers of Anuzish herself appeared to me in the form of Astellia and Nysho. They had a vial of ambrosia that put me back on my feet almost instantly. For all my love for Beata, Astellia’s face that day became the most beautiful sight for me.
Nysho and I needed to catch up with the main group, and we started preparing for the flight. So, I ran to get a blessing from Evgeny and a mind worm for mental protection.
Day 44
Assistant V., Manin Tai, with a sour face led us to the dirigible, grumbling that I’d given him extra work. It’s not like I did it on purpose...
...or maybe I did. The whole day flew normally, but toward evening, harpies attacked the dirigible and it crashed. I’m a damn born loser.
The Elysian Mountains
The mountains turned out to be scenic, of course, but I wasn’t thinking about the beauty, but about the dangers waiting for Nysho and me. From harpies to dragons.
Speaking of harpies... We had to leave the passengers for them to eat. Otherwise, those creatures would have torn us apart too. I blame myself for cowardice, but what could I do? I’m not even a shooter. And Nysho isn’t a fighter at all.
We wandered through the mountain maze for a couple of days... Almost fell off cliffs, spotted several caves — one small and three huge, saw harpies and a suspicious bird’s nest... We entertained ourselves as best we could, in short.
We nearly fell in battle against mountain snakes. Individually, they would have beaten us, but together Nysho and I chopped them up very efficiently.
Because of my curiosity, we were almost buried under a cave-in. We survived, but it delayed us. We had to spend a second night in the mountains...
...where in the morning we were almost devoured by a giant salamander. Fortunately, the rubble served as a barricade, from which I managed to pelt the creature with rocks, and then I helped Nysho get over it.
After barely making it out of the mountains, we trudged through wilderness for several days. Lucky, there were no serious dangers.
We managed to reach some city. Long live civilization!
There we boarded a train and returned to Margel. But I seriously feared for my skin and locked myself at home.
With nothing else to do, I took up studying medicine. A useful skill, will come in handy in life... And I started respecting doctors after everything they did for me.
The Return
After a painful wait of several weeks, our entire team returned home. Including Beata. I was incredibly happy to see her, and she was to see me. She had resigned herself to never seeing me again... Not surprising, but all the more pleasant to reunite with her.
On Tais, they were greatly helped by a certain Penelope House, a former scout. A very elegant and pleasant lady, made a very positive impression.
True, instead of her, we lost Nysho. She was upset by V.’s gift, apparently. I don’t really understand, she could have just not worn it, but... It’s her business. Sad. I’ll always be grateful to her for healing me and for her help in the mountains.
I accidentally let it slip, and Beata dragged out of me one of my secrets I never wanted to tell her. I still regret it. It was like she was replaced, all the life drained out of her. She started treating me as if I could shatter from any careless word. Foolish... It took a lot of effort to convince her everything was fine. She’s a wonderful person, despite everything, and I love her as she is.
Beata couldn’t live with the thought that she had put me in danger, so she went to the police and turned in Enio, who had poisoned me. But apparently Enio had connections, because a few days later Karneol was burned down. Beata acted as if she had poisoned me and set Karneol on fire. Seriously? She’s no angel, but not that bad. You can’t blame her for what she didn’t do. And I’m glad she tried to resolve things relatively peacefully, instead of the usual way. She’s my good one, improving.
While the new headquarters was being built, I volunteered to work at the hospital. One textbook wasn’t enough; I needed at least some practice. Combined business with pleasure, earned money and leveled up my knowledge.
Beata got her dress. Not the one we chose, but still very beautiful. I dream of seeing her in it... I appreciated the collar accessory, by the way.
We ordered rings from Kraig, because Erefir was busy and had nowhere to forge them, and besides her, only Kraig could handle the task.
The rings turned out great. Just what we dreamed of.
We moved into the new house on October 31st.
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I completely forgot about this journal with everything that’s happened recently... So much has piled up. I need to continue.
Day 37
Mellen pulled a stunt... She slit her own wrists. After everything we’ve been through, it’s not surprising, but... still, it’s wrong. Aiko and Zorica sacrificed themselves so she could live, and she... It’s sad.
On the other hand, we got reinforcements. Though... strange ones.
Metarma seemed harmless and quiet, but Beata tensed up immediately. She said that woman was a maniac and had stabbed her ex. Well, still waters run deep... And Erefir and Rafael decided to hire her?!
But Sisyandra we liked right away, Beata and I. A pretty mercenary with reasonable expectations. Plus, she wanted a pay raise — a necessary thing.
Other news — it turns out a maniac had appeared in the city, and for safety, no one was supposed to walk alone. A nightmare. So we ran to get weapons. We’d put that off for way too long...
On the way, we spotted someone we knew in an alley, but when we checked it out, no one was there. Strange, but whatever, we had more pressing matters.
While running around the shops, we noticed that Fenchel’s building had been demolished. Ah... It could have been a nice alchemy shop.
While picking out a gift for Bronislava per her request, we stopped by Lepota. A very nice coffee shop with lots of different desserts and treats, perfect for a snack and hanging out.
The waitress Leona is a sweet girl, but she seemed down. I hope she’s okay.
Anyway, we gave Bronislava the prepared gift, she was incredibly happy about it and paid us for our trouble. Great that we helped her.
On the way back, we dropped by the adventurers’ guild — just to check it out. Strange, I hadn’t been there before. The guild was nice enough, cozy, and all the quests were well organized.
And if anything, a girl named Lucyna was on duty there, ready to advise and explain.
Back at Karneol, we decided to get to know Sisyandra better. Well... We got acquainted. Very closely acquainted. A wonderful evening of getting to know each other, smoothly transitioning into night...
Day 38
In the morning, Beata dragged me to the Drowned Woman for a tasting of some horrible fish. She wanted to do it herself, but she described its taste so vividly that I couldn’t resist. And...
...and I regretted it. All my internal organs desperately begged to get out within a few minutes of tasting. Judging by Beata’s face, she was ready to kill, but who? The only culprit — the fish — was already dead...
I had to drag myself to the hospital, but on the way we at least stopped by Zarya and picked up questionnaires to avoid boredom. Hmm, it was pretty calm there for a newspaper office. That’s for the best, though.
Only the journalist Nadiya sat quietly, lost in thought, selling newspapers and handing out questionnaires... She has a peaceful job. I’m even a little envious.
At the hospital, they gave me a scolding, condemning my thirst for adventure. As if I did it on purpose... At least they prescribed treatment. And Beata went into hyper-care mode, practically forcing me to take pills... I get it, but sometimes it’s just ridiculous.
We took a last stroll to the art academy, but it was closed and fenced off with a high barrier. Couldn’t even tell what happened...
And the guard, Varui, wouldn’t even talk to us, just snapped at us and chased us away. We didn’t mean any harm...
Back at Karneol, Garrett finished us off with the news that Sisyandra had been beaten to death in the fighting club by some psycho. Horrible.
Day 39
Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, the universe decided to prove me wrong. Metarma predictably snapped and stabbed Rafael, then disappeared somewhere. As if one maniac wasn’t enough... Rafael was a fool, but I felt sorry for him. He didn’t deserve that.
And his cat certainly didn’t deserve it either. Poor Energetik. Just the day before, he was chasing some piece of paper around the hall, and now...
Mysterius will surely miss him. He missed Aiko too... Poor cat, at least he survived with us. He’s a wonderful beast, a born predator. Killed all the mice and birds around.
Nature abhors a vacuum — we got backup. Musician Nysho. She’s a bit strange. Nothing special at first glance, but subtly attractive... Still, she acted pretty oddly too. I decided to shelve all dubious thoughts and treat her as a colleague, nothing more.
After a short walk around the city, we stopped by Upgrade, where Aiko used to work. We felt it was right to tell Orros about her fate. I’m still not sure how good an idea that was, but I agree with Beata — he deserved to know.
Then we headed to the archive, wanted to learn a couple of skills, but it was closed. Some employee with a strange name had kidnapped someone, a bounty was placed on her head — a decent sum, actually. I kind of regret not getting around to searching for her.
We stopped by a souvenir shop, luckily it was on the way. A very beautiful and cozy place, my eyes were dazzled. I bought a lucky coin, but apparently my luck is too meager...
The shopkeeper, Filledella, has a rather interesting taste in clothing. She looks more like a princess than a saleswoman. And she loves shiny things.
We returned past the guillotine. Well... They sure chose a place to put that in the city center, brr.
The executioner stood there, lost in his own thoughts; apparently, he doesn’t have much work. Though, that’s for the best.
Day 40
We finally managed to submit the questionnaires for Zarya, better late than never. Completely run off our feet with all these events... We got a decent sum for them. Still, what are those questionnaires for?..
I was moral support for Beata when she ordered a dress for our wedding. I still think she’s overthinking it. After all, our feelings are what matters.
Fantom closed... I wonder why.
We stopped by Melody, a very pleasant family store; Beata and I don’t know much about music, but it was very interesting to gawk at the instruments.
The appearance of the Melody saleswoman threw me off. Is her natural hair color like that, or is it dyed? I didn’t bother asking her stupid questions about it, of course. Probably dyed, but in our world, anything is possible.
Day 41
We stopped by Diablo. A nice family restaurant specializing in spicy dishes. Some dishes, judging by the smell, had more pepper than other ingredients. I was seriously worried about my tortured stomach, but the pills worked well.
The waitress Solitariya looked quite interesting. Where did she get such a strange costume? And again, why does she have green hair? Again, I refrained from asking stupid questions. She needs to work, not entertain us.
On the way, we turned toward the air dock. A dizzying place. Dirigibles really are wonderful transport. Though... not too reliable, heh.
Tickets were sold by a nice guy, Lotr Lost.
Then we stopped by the transport station. I’d been there before, but in passing; now I got a better look. Well, a capital city station is something else. Tracks as far as the eye can see and crowds of people.
Still, the ticket collector Bella seemed right at home. She’s probably worked there a long time.
We went to the port, then I lured Beata into the horror room. The new employee, Tsvetana, clearly didn’t put as much effort into her act as Mia... but at least the attraction was running.
And it was genuinely terrifying. When the floor gave way under me, I think I screamed in fear. Almost got claustrophobia there, and Beata couldn’t think of anything smarter than jumping in after me... Fortunately, it was all just a ride. Phew. We didn’t go further to get scared; we’d had enough. I guess it’s time to stock up on sedatives...
Finally, we wanted to grab a bite at Mystery, but it turned out to be closed.
Only when the guard Libé said the owner had some family problems did it start to dawn on me... It was her daughter who went missing, and her husband got into trouble and ended up in jail. Yeah.
Interesting thing — Kilika picked up a cat named Belik. He purrs across half the headquarters, but he’s picky, doesn’t let everyone pet him.
Day 42
Beata dragged me to a photo studio as moral support. I didn’t really have time to look around...
...because the photographer Dionys kicked me out, saying something about a kindergarten. Hey, it was Beata’s idea! Why does she do crazy stuff, and I’m the one who’s embarrassed?
I waited for a satisfied Beata, who was telling me how great she looked in a succubus outfit; we grabbed a bite at Diablo, dropped by Abundance... Erefir brought a new recruit there too, Amamius. A suspicious type, keeps to himself. Supposedly our guy, but... Strange, very strange.
And then... Then everything is a blur. I became very ill right in the middle of the street. I thought I was dying, I only heard Beata’s screams ordering me to live. Now I know she dragged me to the hospital and the doctors fought for me all night, but I don’t remember any of it — only the pain. At some point, I think I just wanted the agony to stop, at any cost.
Day 43
Officially, the worst day of my life. Even worse than the night I was captured. Bresia, praise her medical gift, pulled me from the grave, but the state I was in could hardly be called life. Everything hurt, it hurt even to breathe, I could barely comprehend what was happening, and worst of all — I could hardly see. The doctors said there was a risk my vision might never recover. Beata had to leave me and fly away, and I had to lie there and curse myself for being useless and worthless.
When I thought it was the end and such a miserable existence was all that was left for me, messengers of Anuzish herself appeared to me in the form of Astellia and Nysho. They had a vial of ambrosia that put me back on my feet almost instantly. For all my love for Beata, Astellia’s face that day became the most beautiful sight for me.
Nysho and I needed to catch up with the main group, and we started preparing for the flight. So, I ran to get a blessing from Evgeny and a mind worm for mental protection.
Day 44
Assistant V., Manin Tai, with a sour face led us to the dirigible, grumbling that I’d given him extra work. It’s not like I did it on purpose...
...or maybe I did. The whole day flew normally, but toward evening, harpies attacked the dirigible and it crashed. I’m a damn born loser.
The Elysian Mountains
The mountains turned out to be scenic, of course, but I wasn’t thinking about the beauty, but about the dangers waiting for Nysho and me. From harpies to dragons.
Speaking of harpies... We had to leave the passengers for them to eat. Otherwise, those creatures would have torn us apart too. I blame myself for cowardice, but what could I do? I’m not even a shooter. And Nysho isn’t a fighter at all.
We wandered through the mountain maze for a couple of days... Almost fell off cliffs, spotted several caves — one small and three huge, saw harpies and a suspicious bird’s nest... We entertained ourselves as best we could, in short.
We nearly fell in battle against mountain snakes. Individually, they would have beaten us, but together Nysho and I chopped them up very efficiently.
Because of my curiosity, we were almost buried under a cave-in. We survived, but it delayed us. We had to spend a second night in the mountains...
...where in the morning we were almost devoured by a giant salamander. Fortunately, the rubble served as a barricade, from which I managed to pelt the creature with rocks, and then I helped Nysho get over it.
After barely making it out of the mountains, we trudged through wilderness for several days. Lucky, there were no serious dangers.
We managed to reach some city. Long live civilization!
There we boarded a train and returned to Margel. But I seriously feared for my skin and locked myself at home.
With nothing else to do, I took up studying medicine. A useful skill, will come in handy in life... And I started respecting doctors after everything they did for me.
The Return
After a painful wait of several weeks, our entire team returned home. Including Beata. I was incredibly happy to see her, and she was to see me. She had resigned herself to never seeing me again... Not surprising, but all the more pleasant to reunite with her.
On Tais, they were greatly helped by a certain Penelope House, a former scout. A very elegant and pleasant lady, made a very positive impression.
True, instead of her, we lost Nysho. She was upset by V.’s gift, apparently. I don’t really understand, she could have just not worn it, but... It’s her business. Sad. I’ll always be grateful to her for healing me and for her help in the mountains.
I accidentally let it slip, and Beata dragged out of me one of my secrets I never wanted to tell her. I still regret it. It was like she was replaced, all the life drained out of her. She started treating me as if I could shatter from any careless word. Foolish... It took a lot of effort to convince her everything was fine. She’s a wonderful person, despite everything, and I love her as she is.
Beata couldn’t live with the thought that she had put me in danger, so she went to the police and turned in Enio, who had poisoned me. But apparently Enio had connections, because a few days later Karneol was burned down. Beata acted as if she had poisoned me and set Karneol on fire. Seriously? She’s no angel, but not that bad. You can’t blame her for what she didn’t do. And I’m glad she tried to resolve things relatively peacefully, instead of the usual way. She’s my good one, improving.
While the new headquarters was being built, I volunteered to work at the hospital. One textbook wasn’t enough; I needed at least some practice. Combined business with pleasure, earned money and leveled up my knowledge.
Beata got her dress. Not the one we chose, but still very beautiful. I dream of seeing her in it... I appreciated the collar accessory, by the way.
We ordered rings from Kraig, because Erefir was busy and had nowhere to forge them, and besides her, only Kraig could handle the task.
The rings turned out great. Just what we dreamed of.
We moved into the new house on October 31st.
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