☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- Ah... Holy Father. Connie... I mean, greetings. I'm glad to see you in good health," an experienced ear might have detected a somber note in this greeting, but the subsequent bow hid the emotion that had flashed across her face. "Yes, as you've already heard, this is Sonata. But actually, you already know her. I spoke with you some time ago. Sonata, this is Evgeny Kripov. You've heard that name too. Thank you for your help last time, Holy Father. As you can see... it all worked out," she said, not taking her eyes off the floor. The ensuing mini-lecture about swords allowed her to distract her mind from such questions for a while. - Swords, huh? Does that mean these swords were actually wielded by them, or did the blacksmiths just give them an intimidating name? But judging by the size, I think it's the former... She mostly liked the national swords, although the last one, although beautiful, evoked associations with a winter battlefield.

- The quality is satisfactory, and I think the cherry katana would complement your look nicely.

- I already have a similar weapon - only much stronger. It scales with spirit and intelligence," she says, pointing to the cherry blossom ornament. "But yes, it's a beautiful blade, even if just to hang it on the wall and drink tea under it... Unfortunately - or perhaps fortunately - my experience doesn't allow me to assess its combat effectiveness, so I'll take your word for it.

- And with blessings, it's simple: in exchange for a modest donation, you can receive the appropriate protection.

- Oh... I'm familiar with that," the miko nodded. And after a few seconds of silence, she added. "But, perhaps, their beneficial properties may be lost on someone... unworthy.