Posts from The Empire of Reimia (3) Auto-translated

From somewhere on Linnei’s cot, a hand emerged, with the thumb raised in a gesture of approval. Of course, the girl could have gotten up completely, but that wouldn’t have been very pleasant – Reila’s shots were felt. However, not only physically – the overall failure of the reconnaissance mission didn’t allow the Reimi to rest, even though her team still managed to score the necessary number of points. All that remained was to be glad that it was a training exercise, not a real battle. And yet, Neyu couldn’t shake the feeling that she could have done more to bring the team the desired victory.

A hand emerged from Linnea's bed, with the thumb raised in a gesture of approval.

Xenomia, despite being one of the most battered, still asked the doctor if she could help him in any way. At the same time, she asks Eli (if she is nearby):
-- How are you doing, are you okay? Oh, that artillery! And Reila is so cool, I couldn't handle her... You guys know each other, right?

— Yeah, — Eli's response was indifferent; she sat on her bed and vigorously moved her legs, — I wish the next match would start soon.

– Indeed, we made it through… It seems incredible, – Miya lay down on the cot, settling in more comfortably. – These competitions are something else; I feel more alive than ever.

— Yeah.

I'm buying in Akeso!

- "Hey!" Bert commented on the commander's suggestion. "I wouldn't mind going right now, even if we weren't stuck here."

Moriner, as much as possible, followed the progress of the competition, and at some point, he even genuinely started rooting for his classmates. When all the participants were taken to hospital rooms, he initially wanted to visit them and congratulate them on their victory, but he quickly changed his mind: exhausted and tired, but united for a common goal, they were probably discussing the experiences of the day and celebrating their successes, and there was definitely no place for people who had not participated in the event at all. He even felt a little sorry that he turned out to be completely useless for this type of competition. Well, it wasn't the first time.

The battle, by the way, went better than I initially expected. But I'll still make some adjustments/changes to the system later.

When the right time came, all participants of the Competitive and some of the spectators gathered in the main hall of the academy, where the ceremonial process of awarding medals to the winners soon began. Linnea Sherman, Ifeon Masaoaka, Eli, Parfynora von Flexia, Lathro Dekt, Bertrand De'Lart, Xenomia Neriss, Light Darkinson, and Evriala Grace went to the most prominent place so that Realgar Muscari could present them with their well-deserved prizes in front of the entire academy.
— Heh," Realgar said, putting a medal around Evriala Grace's neck, and continued speaking so that only members of Class III could hear him, "it’s good that it wasn’t my class that won; otherwise, it would have been quite an awkward situation for me."

Champion Medal of Reima Military Academy, student of Class III, summer 834.

+1 Strength, +1 Dexterity, +1 Endurance, +1 Perception.

Having finished awarding the winners, the teacher suggested that a representative of the class share his impressions with the assembled audience and perhaps say something inspiring.

/But they still didn't give me the Intu./

Intuition should have been developed in childhood; it's too late now. I'll write the speech.

Moriner Leveristos
Linnea Sherman
Parfinora von Flexia
Latro Dekt
Xenomia Neriss
Bertrand De'Lart
Marey Mainz
Eli
Azarina Eisenbach
Shogo
Berwang
Anelotta Monardain
Ifeon Masaoaka
Light Darkinson
Imir Spring

-First of all, I would like to thank our brilliant teaching staff for organizing such an engaging and useful event. Without their efforts, none of this would have been possible. For me, this was a particularly interesting exercise, as before this, I studied military history and tactics, but all my knowledge was purely theoretical. I was very eager to find out how practice would differ from theory, and I came to a very interesting conclusion. Before the start of the competition, I prepared a battle plan that could be divided into three stages: an attack on the nearest base, repelling an attack from the east, and further combat operations against the remaining opponents. The first stage of the plan went exactly according to my plan. The second stage partially coincided, and partially did not. As a result, I realized that it is extremely important to prepare an action plan in advance, but I also realized that this action plan can and should be adapted to the current realities. Once I heard the phrase that a battle never goes according to the plan you envisioned, and now I understand that the person who said it was simply a bad strategist. But I also now understand that there is some truth in these words, and I cannot ignore them. For me, this was the main impression and an important lesson for the future.
Parphinora paused to allow the listeners to reflect on what they had heard and prepare for a new portion of words:
-I would also like to thank all my classmates for their active participation - without their brilliant actions, without their efforts and determination, we would never have achieved victory. Linnea Sherman, Lattro Dekt, Xenomia Neriss, Bertrand De'Lart, Eli, Ifeon Masaoaka, Light Darkinson - after each name, Parphinora took a short pause - you are true heroes of this, albeit "toy," war. I would also like to thank all the other participants, all the other classes. Do not think that today you "lost" something. I am sure that each of you has learned valuable lessons from the competition. And if you have learned from it, become stronger and wiser, can this be called a defeat? And by understanding this, do we not become invincible? - another pause, so that the thought would settle in the minds of the listeners - and since we are all, our entire academy, invincible, then no one and nothing will ever stop us! For the Empress! For Reim! - Parphinora accompanied the last words with a raised voice, turning into a victorious cry and raising her fist in the air.

Parfinora’s speech was well-received by both the teachers and the students; the latter (and Euriale Grace) particularly enjoyed the final words and gesture made by the girl – “For the Empress! For Reims!” – they repeated, raising their fists in the air.
When the ceremony ended, Realgar Muscari approached the gathering of classes, sincerely congratulating the winners once again, but continued in a more serious tone.
— I hope that you will gain the maximum benefit from today’s event, and I also want you to remember something else: look at the faces of your comrades and think about what happened during the battle. In real combat conditions, those who were eliminated today would never have returned home.
The official part of the competition for the right to represent the academy at the national tournament ended on a somewhat somber note, but it probably did not diminish the joy of victory for the champions.

Xenomia stood there, tears streaming down her cheek. Everything Parphinora had said was, of course, true, but Mia was now thinking about something else. They had won. In the class competitions for first-year students at one of the most prestigious military academies. That was something! Of course, there was still a lot of hard work ahead, even more, much more... But still, she could now boast about something to her mother. She would no longer be able to say that Mia did not meet her expectations! Xenomia would find a very good school somewhere in Reims and say that Aliku would be better off studying there, and her mother would not refuse, because she has a certain reverence for the capital, the military, and all of this, and everything will be wonderful!