🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

Now, Ushumgallu was really starting to feel like an idiot.
-- I don't understand. So, how is it that without Baldur, our world cannot exist, if it's just some kind of alien philosophy?

– Yes, that is a problem... – admitted the Lunar. – The stronger the cursed one, the more dangerous they become if they fall into a state of possession by the Black Knight. But finding others like us might be easier than it seems. If we persuade the guard to share a recent list of suspects in murders and select potential candidates based on age, then... however, there is another side to this strategy: possession creates an amulet, and we have it. And we ourselves are inadvertently putting everyone in danger simply by possessing this artifact.

Now she is no longer in this world, and this world is no longer in her.

"How suffocating... Well, at least now it's clear that not everything has meaning, but everything is a figure of speech, ugh. At the very least, we've figured out that despite all the philosophical mumbo-jumbo, it somehow helps to kill people."
-- Apparently, in order for us to understand each other, I first need to at least generally understand what happened at the traditional memorial to Baldur.

- It's a trade secret, - Genza said with a smile. - Fair enough. But you know, there's still something soothing about your words. It's a pity that not all of us are driven by this idea, and sometimes we even hurt those we care about, - he dismissed the thought, not allowing himself to dwell on it. - It's as if, beyond your secluded garden, nothing like that is felt at this moment, - looking around the location as he speaks, he tries to determine what it is - its size, the territory itself, how much it is fenced off from the world, the infrastructure, other employees, and everything else that might be useful.

- I'm getting carried away, it's not like me... What do you think would suit her? - he lifted a strand of the girl's hair and let it slip through his fingers. - I think some kind of flower would look great here, but I don't know anything about it, and she's not very talkative, although I'm already used to that.

- Here, read this, let your eyes behold a fragment of the truth of this universe, and may these lines be read by your eyes, - Lampr gives Ushumgallu a thick volume which, however, did not require an operating system to read, - I rewrote this from the stone tablets I found in the desert, I am no longer young, so I have nowhere to rush, so I can wait for you to read what I rewrote from the stone tablets, because I have nowhere to rush.

It's interesting how he plans to solve the problem... even if he gathers an entire squad of cursed creatures and appears in the Black Tower, in its black basement where the Black Knight in black armor is hiding... what then?

– Let's say we gather ten or even twenty of the Knight's victims... – suggested Camistella, – what will be our next step? The undead can be on its feet 24/7; it doesn't even need a lair. And the only clue we have is the amulet. And the most interesting thing about it is not even that it's dangerous... but that it ended up in our hands. Surely the Black Knight couldn't have just taken and lost his item?

It was clear from Camistella's face that she didn't have any suitable traveling companions either. Except for Erika. But she's too busy and won't agree to run around all of Asuguh.

- Thank you, - after noting down what was needed in his notebook, Ferrus takes the order and continues on his way. He eats something along the way.
He heads to the market following the same route as before.

Ushumgallu gave the book to Erika – maybe she will like it more.

I knew it...
- I'm just walking around the city and asking people questions. If you'd like, you can also participate in the survey. To do so, you need to state your name and share your thoughts regarding the situation with the undead and everything the king was talking about recently, - explained Ferrus.