-- I want to come up with another way. A spell that creates an exact illusory copy of Kridear, capable of deceiving a dragon's 1000 perception? Or to place an item that attracts undead in a clear field in advance, hoping that the dragon will go mad and use its ultimate ability on it? To set up a battery of howitzers in the path of the apostle so that they take the first hit instead of the city? To flood the Farrelian priestly shelter with hundreds of drones with bombs? To ask the dragon king for help again, if not for battle, then at least to protect the citizens? Obviously, you yourself have thought about all this, My Lady, and it all seems unrealistic. However, no, what I am saying is nothing more than an attempt by me to extract some solution from nothingness, because sometimes even an empty brainstorming session really produces something, but I'm afraid this is not the case. Thus, if you also have no ideas, My Lady, and if you allow me to make a decision, then it... is made, -- a deep bow. -- We cannot afford to lose this battle.
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- Yeah... A brilliant plan, as reliable as Chronos watches. First, you say you're not married. Then, just for fun, you drink wine with him. Then, as a joke, you go on a date ("just to mess with him")). Then you develop the joke and get him to agree. And then, before you know it, you have a Temple in mortgage and a husband under your dress," she shakes her head. - It's better to let things take their course; time is the best judge.
She poked the ground with her slipper.
- Well, in general, thank you for listening and not overreacting. I'm lucky to have you... You know, it's quite funny that I haven't even crossed the threshold of this place, but I still come here more often than anyone else in the city. It's good that that law didn't pass after all.