Posts from The Empire of Reimia (3)
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— Hello everyone! Today, Neia Sherman is performing for you, and I hope my performance will warm your hearts! — As the Reimi girl said this, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was talking complete nonsense. Despite this, she didn't falter for a second and did everything as she was told.
Early on a weekend morning, someone was knocking insistently on the door of Murray's room.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
The image chosen for her didn't inspire any enthusiasm in Neia at all. What it did evoke was a series of questions. For example, was this an elaborate revenge plot by Kanade? Or did the Empress herself want to enjoy her suffering? Either way, the girl wasn't going to back down, no matter what she thought about this test. She had been challenged – and she would accept it.
– Hello everyone! Today, Neia Sherman is performing for you, and I hope my performance will warm your hearts! – As the Reimy spoke these words, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was talking utter nonsense. Despite this, she didn't falter for a second and did everything as instructed.
After the classes ended, the girls were given clothes, cosmetics, and everything else they needed to practice the skills they learned today.
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Workshop.
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– Come in, – replied Marei.
— Hi. Listen, — he immediately got down to business, — I need some help with something here, and you're the only one in our class who has taken up summoning magic; would you like to help? You know, you’re such an enigmatic guy, you don’t socialize with anyone, always lost in your own thoughts; I think this might also be interesting and educational for you.
-- State the matter, and I'll consider it.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Despite this sarcastic thought, the unexpected statement instantly lifted Murray's morning drowsiness and the irritation from the early visit of a person he didn't particularly like.
-- Not bad, I'm in.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Shogo led Murray to an old office that hadn’t been used for a long time, but for some reason, the keys to it ended up in the hands of a curious student. Once inside, he closed the door behind them and took off his bag, from which he pulled out various occult items, as well as salt and a flask of blood, but whose – was unknown. Using salt and blood, a magic circle was drawn, and all the other items brought by the student were placed in the center and along the perimeter.
Shogo recited some kind of incantation, and the circle glowed with red flames.
“Oh, it’s going well. In short, I will keep the summoning circle in working order, and you try to summon someone.”
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
— No, try summoning a demon right away, on a whim. I've already formulated the spell and added the necessary ingredients; all that's left is to implement the summoning process itself.
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?