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Posts from The Empire of Reimia (3)Auto-translated
/The lake./ /Ar, if you go to the weapons shop, buy me a simple pestle, please, you were asked to. Within 400-500 tugriks if possible. I'll pay you back later./
- Hey guys. Wow, I didn't know you were into this, Dark. Well, I have this little guy... - Lathro weighed Goro in his hand. - If that works for you... You won't break it, will you?
"Wow. Well, not a wolf." By intuition – and how Marei hated this concept, the lover of rationalization and cold logic. He remembered that stuffy night at the beginning of summer, more than a year ago, and the greedy tongues of flame. Yes, it was probably by intuition... The Sorcerer smiled. A rational approach didn't work; his practical and sober mind was hindering him this time, limiting him. The potential of the spirit was beating in the cage of reason. "And just a few months ago, would such ideas have occurred to me?" Marei suppressed an extraneous thought; his mind had to be clear. In turn, he perfectly remembered how magic was defined in textbooks – as a continuation of the mind and will of the spellcaster, its material embodiment. "I'll unwind my mind like a lasso." Marei began to "spin." What is a demon, in his understanding? Something elemental... before his eyes, fire danced and whirlwinds swirled... Mystical... The fire transformed into a candle flame, and a gust of wind opened a window in the hall of Reisen Reim's palace – Marei had never seen it in reality, but he knew for sure that it was him; his appearance changed to the dead landscapes of Laithia during the time of the Schism... Mighty... Purple flames engulfed the earth, and a winged colossus rose from the fire... Beautiful... Shogo probably thought that his classmate was going crazy: all of Marei's muscles tensed, his teeth clenched tightly and bared in a狂笑, his unblinking eyes fixed on the space in front of him. And in the Sorcerer's mind, wild fantasies continued to dance: icy flames devoured the sea, and people rose from their graves, and winged figures obscured the sun, and stars fell on the gray ash of the scorched desert, and in the general chaos, not limited by the concepts of time and space, the emperors of Arkhon and Reisen, palace spires and lights in the night sky, the scabbard of "Priscilla" on Rinze Reim's belt, the tattoo on his palm, and for some reason, Naru's face, flickered. Marei released the rope. The exact form, the image of the summoned one – all these trifles came together, tightened into a loop in hundredths of a second, already at the moment of creating the spell. By intuition.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
In Neya's favorite stories, the heroes always faced various challenges. Some were cursed to be transformed into animals. Others had to kill a terrible monster within a week to save a loved one from certain death. However, the obstacle in Linnea's path was far less heroic, but much more foolish – fulfilling Rynze's absurd order and parading around the academy in such a state. Something that the girl suspected would take an hour or two of her life now promised to drag on for months. And going to war in October, in comparison, seemed like a much more pleasant prospect. Of course, assuming that Her Majesty would want to send her new toy to war. On the way back from the Academy of Idols, the Reimi girl didn't forget to ask her possible fellow sufferers whether they had been given the same conditions and what they thought about it. It couldn't be that she was the only one who considered this meeting with Rynze, if not one of the worst events in her life in general, then at least one of the worst in the last few months.
- Where Berwang and I are going is a big, big secret. And we won't tell you about it... Bertrand stopped humming his little tune when he suddenly realized he was going to the circus alone. However, this fact didn't upset the elf much, and focusing on his goal, he continued on.
At Lake Xenomia, Ifeon, Ryuji, and Gilbert are discovered. The chance encounter of the guys at the lake smoothly turned into joint training sessions. Xenomia's visit was unexpected for them, and they asked if she wanted to join them.
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Cafeteria.
In the cafeteria of Parfinor, Naru Enemkar, her new classmate, is discovered sitting alone and enjoying a modest breakfast.
- Hey guys. Wow, I didn't know you were into this, Dark. Well, I have this little guy... - Lattro weighed Goro in his hand. - If that works for you... You won't break it, will you?
— Well, my fingers aren't like sausages like the girls in our class, so I shouldn't, — Light examined Goro, — how do you want it, more powerful, longer range, or something else?
On Lake Xenomia, she finds Ifeon, Ryuji, and Gilbert. A chance encounter by the lake smoothly transitions into joint training sessions. Xenomia's visit was unexpected for them, and they inquired if she wanted to join them.
-- Of course! I already tried something like that in the city; I'll also see if there's any progress... Miya decided that this was very fortunate. She wanted to practice near the school (not always in the library with books!), and this is what happens...
The precise form, the image of the summoned being – all these trivial details coalesced, tightening their grip within hundredths of a second, even at the moment the spell was cast. By intuition.
The red light of the magic circle was replaced by real, scorching flame; all other light sources in the room vanished completely, plunging the pair of hapless sorcerers into darkness. A strong wind blew, threatening not only to shatter the windows of the office but also to knock Marey and Shogo off their feet. The spell proved successful, perhaps even too much so – before their eyes, in the center of the circle, an illusory image of a creature appeared, bearing no resemblance to a human. Perhaps it could not materialize in the world of mortals and appeared before them in this form. — Oh... Yes... Thousands of years of slumber have finally come to an end! — The demon burst into animalistic laughter, then turned its gaze to the mages who had summoned it. — Rejoice, mortals, for you are fortunate to have summoned one of the greatest ";;--#':", |\=$#@% ^%":||@@!!!, and as a reward for this, I will grant you unprecedented power! Accept it and... Before Marey could agree or refuse the demon's tempting offer, Shogo preempted him and disrupted the summoning circle. — What are you doing, mortal? — The demon asked, puzzled. — Didn't you summon me yourself? — Yeah, but you're too ugly. — A moment later, the illusory image of the demon disappeared, and everything returned to its previous state. Shogo began to disgruntledly remove the traces of their presence in the office. — Ugh, I was hoping for some succubus with huge breasts, but it seems the experiment failed.