🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Erica goes to Jingo's workshop.

—Wow, I see you're one of those people who are so cool that even I think it's too much... —the scholar remarked. —In the future, gears will be replaced by machines, and they will do all the hard work for us. And by the way, you can get in shape from books just as well as from any dumbbell!

—Our king is cool. Not in terms of some laws and other things, it's all subjective. But simply because he thinks it's good for himself and for the nation, that's what he does. And the church, the invaders, and others can only be helplessly angry. I don't think anyone else could do that. His daughter is also cool, did you hear how she took down the air lord?

—Professor Peleng. He manages to do everything: teach, do his favorite excavations, have a family with children, and much more. A successful adventurer in the truest sense of the word.

—Naoya Gijo, when he stopped by the capital with his ??? store. This man has a biography and life principles that are cool enough for two mountains.

—Enbilulu, the owner of "Seven Knives" from Farris. I had the opportunity to interview him, but unfortunately, I never had the chance to publish it. But if you listen to his stories, there are endless adventures and dangers!

—Shiki, this is my friend from Asahina. A man who doesn't waste empty words and things. If he says something, it's the truth, and it cuts deeper than his weapon.

—And I haven't really met any losers:

—Let's say Ksion. He's a local traitor and gambler. He's a loser in every sense of the word. He invented all sorts of hyper-compensations and omnipotence for himself, and then he disappeared like a random secondary character from a book, who no one will remember after a day.

—The capital's librarian. The first one. Because I have a very strong feeling about books, and anyone who takes such a job without due respect for them is automatically the opposite of cool.

—A animal rights activist, whom we met here. I can understand the local residents, but why did she come here? It's just a wasted life because of crazy ideals instilled by a comfortable existence.

—Himal, this is a capital guard. We used to get along well, but after the last incident when he made me look crazy, I don't like him anymore. Let him sit in the office until he retires, filling out his documents, be-be-be.

—Well, and probably me. I just came home at the wrong time, and since then everything has gone wrong. And now I'm here, covered in zombie guts and wearing a "stupid" helmet, when I could have been inventing flying machines in the laboratory, or holding hands. Am I not a loser?