🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Having woken up with the thought that the Order of Chaos had been over-nerfed, and the Order of Destruction, on the contrary, buffed, Asmidul soon heads towards the exit from the administration building, where a stone golem is probably waiting for him, or maybe not.

- Good morning, Asmidul. - He was indeed waiting for him. - I took the liberty of finding out where your skills might be needed right now. Option one: at the factory here in Ninamite, you will need to help with the construction of ships and the production of cannonballs for them. Option two: things are going very badly in Ruzaniel right now, and its protector may need help, but what kind of help – you won't know in advance; moreover, it's easy to get there, but leaving the quarantine will be more difficult.

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– To you, Protector! – Kamistella raised a toast with something light and delicious, not hesitating to use her position as a rare combat mage for the northern front, – even though the despicable Ginza ran away from us for the second time in a row, you were unparalleled in battle! Even an enchanted armor didn't help him!

In fact, it was not easy to get into the protector's headquarters and throw a party there, but Kamistella Lane somehow managed to do it. Perhaps, the privileges of attractiveness were to blame.
- Despicable, huh? - Argos took a bite of meat from the "tomahawk" and washed it down with red wine. - This is a rash assessment – yes, from the point of view of military valor, it was not very prestigious, but strategically, he made the best decision at that moment. Especially with such a king.

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- Asugukh! Shina is ours! - Ghenza announced, radiantly confirming this news by raising a shining katana in the air, and also flashing an ASUGUKH cap. - We will soon break through the "Felician gates," let's call them that! And we will forever show them what it means to attack us! I wouldn't want to think badly of every one of them... but I'm just a man! And therefore, I won't take bribes! And neither will you! How long will these bastards keep kicking you around?! When titans storm our walls, we must counterattack! Quickly, clearly, smoothly, organized – in our style! That's how we will win! We didn't stand for four thousand years to be trampled by some upstarts! Don't lose your heads, be sure to follow orders – and we will crush them! 69th is here, damn it! And we crave blood!

- Yeah, - the new healer wore the same cap, but there was no enthusiasm in her voice - maybe because during the battle she didn't really do anything, - let's level their cities, sell the civilians into slavery, build a palace out of their bones, decorate ourselves with their skulls!
For one reason or another, the other NPCs had some difficulty communicating with the newcomer, and with her comment, she managed to smooth out Ghenza's inspiring speech, thereby reducing the guys' enthusiasm.
- Does your brain cook well? - She asks him. - I want to start keeping a diary, but I can't decide what's cooler – beauty or faith. What do you think?

- Father. Here we are, but we passed by. You left your tome somewhere, right? Try to remember where. I'm not forcing you, just try to remember. But! Again – remember that I'm with you, - he puts his hand on Lampra's shoulder and looks seriously into his eyes. - Even if at some point it seems to you that it is better to give free rein to your impulses, remember that you are not alone now, okay? And I made you a promise, and you made me one too; together we will overcome this situation. Where is your home? Or where else could you have left it? We will find the little one if it is still here.

During the battle, Lampra rushed across the battlefield like a fiery storm, asking every enemy he came across about the location of Air, before cutting him down. Fortunately, he did not attack any of "his own".
- The science of life is already in my hands, in them is the science of life from which I have learned a lot and you will learn a lot, because you have already learned a lot. - The teacher hands the novice Vesperod a tome that he apparently managed to return to his inventory during the battle. - Read, Baldr - this is you, Baldr - this is me, Baldr - we are all.