⚔️Serberia Auto-translated

I'll try something else. But we definitely won't let them go.

Yeah, I'm writing a post. I'll check what Ples has before sending it.

ultimately, the final decision is yours.
I just thought it would be better to discuss it rather than having everything decided in a generic way again.

Anders is taking revenge on Gulveig for not wanting to hold hands and stepping away.

/Grammar Nazi is not revenge. Grammar Nazi is a way of life. +10 relationship points for Anders./

I thought it was just your unique trait... On the contrary, it's good to have such qualities... Instead of being like a robot, repeating everything from a textbook...

Veserod sighed, furrowed his brow, shrugged, and spat in the corner, then took Renold by the shoulder and led him a few steps away. "To be honest, I agree with you, brother. We've gotten ourselves into a mess, thanks to that damned countess and that lousy cat. And for good measure, it would be better to finish this ourselves... Neither of us signed up for such things, but we know they can be necessary. And yet..." another sigh. "Look at our women - they're almost ready to burst into tears. They're unstable creatures; who knows what might trigger them. And they're praying to the same idol as those fanatics. In short, damn it... It's a situation where it's better to nod, smile, and hope for the best. I think my sister is partly right - the fanatics look like they've accepted their fate, and who's going to listen to them anyway? We should finish with this stupid province as soon as possible and get out of here. At least that previous fanatic was already in the hands of the authorities, but we can't avoid making a decision now."

After consulting with Lock, I still decided not to send a new message. I thought about lying to them, saying that we could join forces if the Countess is truly dangerous and has malicious intentions, in order to get them to talk. But I can only convince my comrades if we get information first. Otherwise, Kal would be called cold and heartless...

well, in short, let's just end this if no one has anything else to add.

😩

Renold glanced at the sisters, lingering on the familiar face, and gritted his teeth. "Hope for the best, you say? No matter what they believe in, it will lead us back to this wretched choice time and time again. Whether it's a moral or religious one. And it's better for them to make it now than later, when it's too late. But I respect your opinion, Wes, so I won't argue. Let it be." He nodded briefly at the hunter and, adjusting his shoulder, the young man quickly left the mill building.

After consulting with Lock, I decided not to post anything new after all. I thought about lying to them, saying that we could join forces if the Countess is truly as dangerous and has such ill intentions, in order to start a war. But I can only convince my comrades if we get information first. Otherwise, Kal would be called cold and heartless...

They might take away some Artery bonuses for that. So, it's the right decision. We'll find out ourselves, and there's a chance that the Countess is really innocent. I bet it's just their assumptions.

The team returned to the city gates just as Countess Riveldstein was giving orders to the guards, who were led by Meinrad Michthardt, a man familiar to some of the students.
— Hang them in the town square, — the Countess commanded the guards upon learning the identity of the Gungnir students inquisitors, — and do not forget to announce who they are and why they are being executed.
— My lady, — Captain Michthardt spoke up, — if I may...
— Speak.
— Such a decision might disrupt the aesthetics of our beautiful city and dampen the mood of its residents...
— It's fine, they'll survive it. — The Countess dismissed him. — Carry out my orders.
— As you wish...
— Good work, I presume, — she nodded to the mercenaries, — is there anything else I should know?

Hang them in the town square.

Oh, well... I see now, so everything is ((

The cop is acting so wonderfully naively. That's what it means to fully immerse yourself in the character.

- There was another one like that. But he ran into the Iron Guard near the river. I assume they shot him.

“Why didn’t you just shoot your prisoners right away?” the countess asked, frowning.