Posts from United Kingdoms Auto-translated

Only her grandson, Paris, and his girlfriend, Xamelonna, live with her.

So, why aren't they married? Is that okay according to Ikigai rules?

— And the story, — continued the Riverside resident, — is quite ordinary. When the townspeople came to judge Wigg, they asked who saw what and who heard what, and I, being an honest man, told them how it all happened, and Wigg got offended by that. — Lek turned to his fellow townsman and put his hands together. — Friend, don't be angry, I didn't mean to. And besides, my words don't influence anything anymore.
In response, Wigg just waved his hand irritably.

—It's okay, Delos,” Achelsius hastened to interject, placing a hand on the knight's shoulder. “Let's not argue for no reason, because we came here to solve problems, not create new ones, right?” — Having said this, he turned to the hostess with a polite smile:
—You are right about the age, Mrs. Graila. But I will try to compensate for the lack of proper wisdom and experience with knowledge, and perhaps it will even be easier for me to understand the essence of your family conflict, if you, of course, agree to fully inform me about it.

— There is no conflict in our family as such, but there is one shameless bitch, — Graila cast an angry glance at Xamelonna, — she spoiled my grandson and now she makes our lives miserable!
— Well, grandma, what are you saying? We love each other and will get married someday, it's time for you to accept that.
— Yes, you might get married, but she will marry for our wealth and get a submissive slave as a bonus.
— Well, that's enough, you don't know what you're talking about...
— And you don't know what you're getting into, — the old woman slapped Paris and returned to talking to Achelsius. — She'll come up, hug him, press her chest against his back, and whisper something in his ear, and his cheeks immediately turn pink, and he immediately agrees to everything she suggests. At first, he stopped communicating with other girls, she forbade him, but then all his friends left too. They didn't like her, you see. Now he has abandoned alchemy, which I have been teaching him for many years. But he started taking care of himself, took up fencing, and bought himself some fancy underwear, ugh! — Graila sighed heavily and continued, — and that's not the end of it! She doesn't want to cook or clean, but now Paris does all of that, and he looks like a fool, happy as can be.
— Enough! Stop it! I can't let you poison our relationship any longer! — Paris tried to take the initiative, but instead he got hit on the forehead with a cane, — A-a-a...
— And you grew up to be such a henpecked husband! What kind of man are you, thinking with your little head, but still having no balls!
— Father, — the main character of this conflict finally spoke, — forgive me for my frankness, but you see that the person is not quite mentally stable. I think she needs to spend at least a few months in the Halls of Enlightenment, where the church people will be able to cure her of the diseases that have gripped her soul.
— Ah, you bitch, you want to lock me up there forever?

-- Sounds interesting. And what kind of people does he prefer to deal with?
-- Although, I must say, I wouldn't mind any information about this aristocrat. In general, thank you for the reception, and I will get down to business as soon as possible.

— He likes talented and interesting people. He has a difficult relationship with the church, and with the traditions of the kingdom. He built an arena in his city and holds regular battles there, keeps commoners in his retinue, appointed his son Pilas as champion, supports not the most favorable groups, and has done many other things that have earned him a very bad reputation in high society.
For reference: rulers of Austria have a custom of granting the title of champion to one of their strongest warriors (since this brings great prestige, they try to appoint the most suitable candidates for this) and appointing members of their family to this position has long been considered bad manners.

going

Are you taking provisions? If so, how much? You can buy it for 5 per day.

I need to check out Pilas.
Ar, take it for two weeks.

the difficulty has increased, and there are no longer options with different choices.

It was a tutorial.

Lex thanks the half-elf, bows, takes Mirna, and they head to "Dragon's Tear." Mirna orders beer and food, while Lex just orders food (and asks Mirna to keep an eye out for anything unusual. You never know where new opportunities might be found!). "Let's rest from the journey, spend the night, and then we'll have to go to another town; there's a task there." "And how much will they pay?" the girl asked. "There are a few tricky parts, so I don't know. If we manage, it's 200 silver. If we do really well, there might be a bonus. But without your help, it's unlikely to work out." "A bonus?" "I'll explain on the way. For now, just relax. Ugh, it's a bit disappointing that we can't immediately tackle something serious, right from the start. But then again, it never has." /If no events occur and no wealthy noblewomen are encountered, send them to Pilas in the morning./

Are you taking provisions? If so, how much? You can buy enough for 5 per day.

/ Do I need them, or are they only for off-road travel? If I need them, I'll take enough for the round trip. /

For everyone who doesn't get it for free.

For everyone who doesn't get it for free.

/ Then I'll take it. /

Achelsius didn't interrupt those who were speaking, listening to all the conflicting parties, after which he cleared his throat and began to speak:
—The essence of your dispute is perfectly clear to me. Regarding your claims, esteemed Greyla, against the dear friend of your grandson, I would like to say the following. If their true love truly binds their hearts, and there are no serious transgressions in their earthly life, then, of course, their spiritual bonds should be sealed with the eternal seal of marriage, for it is not right to engage in fornication without clear intentions towards each other. And family responsibilities should also be shared equally; the family is one whole, and each member should contribute equally. As for the social circle and interests of your grandson, Paris, I can confidently say that it is solely his business, as a man and the head of the family, how he acts and whose advice he listens to. As for your relationship with his chosen one, I can only say this: if the girl possesses decent qualities, is not a sinner, and does not violate sacred vows, and is ready to become a reliable support for your grandson, then you should let him go, as it is said in the teachings of the Enlightened: "A man must leave his father and mother," in other words, his relatives, and create a new family, anew, and you must accept her as your granddaughter-in-law and respect your grandson's choice.
After a short pause, the priest added:
—Of course, the true strength of family ties is often tested only by time and adversity, but the church has no sacred right to arrange such things, please excuse us.

I'll take it for two weeks then.

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A band of mercenaries reaches a small forest at the foot of the mountains. Surrounded by trees, they hear an unnatural sound for nature. Garlius could assume that it sounded like an arrow hitting a tree, and given its rhythm, it was unlikely that the shooting was aimed at living targets. The group could try to go towards the source of the sound, or they could ignore it altogether.

—Of course, the true strength of family ties is often tested only by time and adversity, but we have no sacred right to arrange something like this from the church, please forgive us.

— She will become my niece only over my dead body! I invited you here to help my grandson, not to harm him even more! That's it, you can leave, your help is not needed.
— Father, can you marry us today or in the next few days? Preferably, without any special ceremonies, and so that it's done quickly.
Paris was both surprised and pleased by such a proposal. Judging by his face, he would have liked to make this event more significant and grand, but at the same time, the thought of the wedding warmed him greatly.

- Do you hear that? It sounds like someone is practicing archery, - Garley shared his thought. - Shall we take a look?

“Forgive me, but from our, ecclesiastical, point of view, I don’t see that your dearest grandson needs any serious help,” Achelsius tried to explain politely to the old woman, after which he said to the loving couple: “To be honest, I haven’t performed wedding ceremonies yet, but if my advice has so strongly awakened in you the desire to observe this sacred tradition, I will be happy to officially bind your union when I have some free time.”

In response to Garlia's suggestion, Azia nodded silently.
Let's go.

maybe we can sneak up on them?
I hope it's an archer trainer or just a regular guy who can be killed and robbed, and not some bandits.