☀️ Arselia and Akonia

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Naria, Ayano, and Sonata return to the villa, while Erefir is surrounded by crowds of townspeople who bombard her with questions.
- Where are you from?
- How old are you?
- Do you have a boyfriend?
- Can you cut a dragon in half with a single blow?
- Where did you learn your martial skills?
- What is your favorite weapon?
- How much do you weigh?
- What do you like to do in your free time when you're not on duty?
- What do you love most about Margel?
- Where can you usually be found?
- What do you think about your new assignment?
- How did you meet Her Majesty, Empress Naria?
- What do you think about Her Highness, Princess Ayano?
- Am I right in assuming that a ponytail is your favorite hairstyle?
- In how many regions of the empire have you been?
- What are your bust, waist, and hip measurements?
- Which forge would you recommend for buying equipment?

Alaria sadly watched her fellow townsfolk and the local empress walk away. The warrior still held onto the hope that she would meet the former again today (perhaps at the same circus performance!), and decided to save the healing of her soul for a later time. It would be strange to reward only half of Carneol. And Beata and Guion were also overlooked. She could have worried, but Naria had a fair trait, even though the Thanarsian couldn't know this detail.

After that, Alaria turned her gaze back to Erefir. Carneol worked as a team, Guion inflicted the most serious wounds on the dragon, they all sweated together for the favor of the elements, half of the squad had even met the original commander, but the redhead got the glory and attention. Something was clearly wrong here.

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☀️ Arselia and Akonia