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🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

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- So, you're going to travel with random players, old man? Eh, - Genz waved his hand at Girra. - But on the other hand, who else will look after them, if not you, so they don't kill each other? Phew! It's definitely a directive from the very top.
- I'm not going to travel, I'm going to sail, - Girra corrected, - although Zetsumeich told me that I was going, not sailing, so... - The guy couldn't think of how to continue his thought. - Well, anyway, we only get the most important assignments, look, - he pointed to the "^" next to Sunaro's name in the task, - that means you've been appointed as the leader. Awesome.
Girra orders "Tenderness" for himself.
- It's just an embodiment of my feelings.
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- I think I've always thought that, my dear pirate friend, that of all the possible archetypes of women, each of which is good in its own way, two are capable of igniting a greater flame in the heart of a warrior-poet than others: this is the naive, cheerful energy that naturally flows into a warming image of a rough, weathered soul, evoking a desire to protect it, or the thoughtful, beautiful mystery, attracting with its unknowability. I don't feel either of these at first glance, but despite this, there is something elusive, as if between the lines... as if the longer you look, the more you feel it. Not a sharp katana iaido, cutting the opponent like a straw dummy, and not a technical fight in which you always know in advance what the opponent will do, and you carefully prevent each of his steps, thereby breaking his spirit, but rather a long, smooth dance, at the end of which the opponent drops his sword with complete surprise and acceptance, as if he was even pleased with such a strange defeat, although in reality he was not your equal.
- ... How profound... - Hisoka nodded as if with each nod he was writing down what he heard in a mental notebook. - I think... you should try to put your thoughts on paper and... get published somewhere... And you know... Lately, I've been drawn to a certain image... Well, or not an image, but... I don't know how to describe it... In general, when girls look at me with a look full of disgust... there's something about it that's... unusual...
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Having finished this physiognomic analysis based on a single cropped photo, he shrugged:
- But that's just a digression. The success of the operation is paramount, - in fact, he was very glad that he wouldn't have to eliminate her, so he started talking. Pretending that he had correctly deciphered the riddle from the very beginning, Si and Ze nod. - What do you say? There will be some kind of tour there too. By the way, do you know how to speak Calcite?
- The language of the barbarians is unknown to me. My words are meant for love, heroism, and wisdom, which is incompatible with our northern neighbor.
- I don't know.

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You won't have to fear unwanted attention if you have a witch's amulet. Magic and beauty are a wonderful combination! Kamistella smiled at this thought.

- Our world is dangerous. You can be the very embodiment of ugliness... and die for it. You can have great wealth... and still die at the hands of others. Beauty does not stand out among other attributes that can expose the negative qualities of others. In such cases, a great investment of time and effort will be to study ways of self-defense, - replied the lunar, and then nodded: - An interview? Hmm, we're in the editorial office, that's a logical suggestion. Why not.
- Well, okay, then let's get started. - Cherry sat the guest in a chair, took a notebook and pen, and began to work. - So, let's start with the main thing - tell me a little about yourself, so that future readers have an idea of who Kamistella Lein is.
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