Posts from Reimian Empire Auto-translated

After resting from his journey, Halmeldir decided to visit Calvad's Jewels.

— It’s not worth it, but if you don’t mind, I wouldn’t mind borrowing this book from you for personal reading.

— Should they be envied? If this is truly what you feel and desire, it can be achieved. It’s harder to gain intelligence than to lose it.

The salesperson in this shop was a young Alaitian girl.

"They don't seem dangerous. Assassins don't challenge you to friendly duels, do they?"
-- Hmm, that's unusual. My teacher used to say that the art of a warrior is not a toy... And who might I have the honor of speaking with?

-Yes, from there. So what?

Ayano leisurely walked towards the district administration, calming her nerves and observing the life of the bustling imperial citizens.

Revan, does the criminal code of the Reimian Empire have an article for inciting suicide?

-The thing is this: being stupid isn't necessarily bad. But being born stupid and never becoming smart – now that’s something else. Unfortunately, in my case, nothing can be done about it anymore.

I found a target for robbery

The elf greeted the girl and then politely asked if she could identify the magical properties of his ring and how much it would cost.

On her way, the girl decided to stop by a local bar. Of all the drinks, she chose "Moon." Partly because, during her time in the empire, she had come to love milkshakes. She hadn't even heard of such a treat back home. And partly because she still wasn't ready to risk drinking alcohol after what happened.

— It will cost you 400 Rum.

— I'm from there too. — The man ordered a large glass of "Stardust." — But I recognized you not by your accent, but by how you carry yourself. Few outside of Darkiria study the "Shining Sword."

— Ah... This... — The young man hesitated. — Please excuse me, I... — Myko easily noticed something large that the stranger was trying to hide under his cloak.

-Oh, it's always nice to meet a fellow countryman! Yes, this is an art, one might say, our national treasure. Although, I must admit, I never managed to fully complete my training in many techniques... on the other hand, who knows, maybe life will continue. By the way, my name is Seliad. And how long have you lived here?

— Well, if that’s the case, then there’s nothing you can do about it. But, to be honest, when a person accepts the truth, they have two choices: either continue to experience emotional suffering or try to live the rest of their life to the fullest. The latter is not given to everyone. Look at... uh... Raine, — the guy pointed to his companion. — He’s 33 years old, and he’s been suffering for the last 13 years. He doesn’t like it, it doesn’t bring him pleasure, the past is making itself felt, nothing makes him happy, and so on and so forth. He’s constantly gloomy.

Seliad

Aiyano looked at the man, pausing for a few seconds to examine his cloak, making it clear that she could see through his secrets.
- Nandesho? Nani kore? - she asked sternly.

- And sometimes, boredom lets me go. Usually when something new happens in life. And sometimes it overwhelms me so much that I just want to shoot myself. Roller coasters. I decided to leave home and go far away. Wherever my eyes lead, as they say. Now I encounter something new every day. For example, Calvados asthenia. Heh! You can borrow the book for a while. I'll stay at the "Ivory Coast". You can return it in a week.

— Hmm... This is... — The guy pulled out a strange object and showed it to Myco. She couldn't figure out its purpose, but it didn't look like a weapon.

— Great! We stayed there too. And as for the slides... Maybe some thrilling adventure would help distract us from all this.