Posts from 🎀 Wisteria 🎀 Auto-translated

At the moment of summoning. It's like a piece of paper.

I wish philosophers existed and would give up their convictions...

disappointment

Rogdan simply never truly loved...

basically, such a talent

— What? — The old woman cupped her hand to her ear. — Come closer, I can’t hear you.

Out of years of habit, Linderia was already about to open her mouth to apologize, but she caught herself in time and, moving closer to the old woman, repeated her greeting.

- We found it through an ad, grandma, - Scipio added loudly.

disappointment

+

such a tale, in short

Look around, glance back
Heroes want to connect with you
The world isn't what it seems
Everyone is surrounded by companions
Everything is subject to you, friends
You must choose your own fruits
Meet your destiny
In the first round
Party wipe
In the first quest
Party wipe
If your build is strong
Maybe in the second

“Oh-oh-oh,” the old woman groaned, looking at Claudius with sadness in her eyes. “My dear, why are you so thin, you can almost see your bones. Do your parents feed you?” She either ignored, didn’t hear, or had already forgotten Lindernia’s question.

— What’s the big deal about some griffin? — Blez clapped Mirastir on the shoulder in a friendly manner. — I already mentioned that I’m not just a baron, but also the captain of the Sapphire Street guard. You’ll not only earn more, but also, as part of your duty, live in the best district of the capital!

-- Words cannot express how proud I am to receive this offer from the captain of the guard of the best and most beautiful city in the world! However, a man must keep his word, and I promised a good man that we would write our names together in the list of famous heroes. And in any case, my story will not end until I find my beloved, fair-haired, warrior companion, preferably a Sylvan. -- I just can’t settle down right now, I’m sorry... It’s not yet time. But if I can help our glorious city and its guard in any way, I’m always happy to.

Rogdan simply never truly loved...

Rogdan's heart is equally divided between the heroes of the past

Upon seeing the price tags, Zerek whistled in surprise.
—Damn, these prices. —Ilensiya couldn't hold back.
—Gentlemen, please. —Rogdan quickly stopped them, then turned to the summoners and smiled politely:
—As you can see, these items are indeed worth the money. Ah, in the old days, they would have been a worthy decoration for my estate, but alas... —he sighed in annoyance, spreading his hands. —Now, perhaps, we can't afford such things. As for this wonderful trinket, Mr. Glorius, I would undoubtedly be happy to acquire such a curious item, but I wouldn't dare persuade you, as it's clear this item is very precious to you. And besides, my funds probably won't allow me to adequately compensate you for any damage.
—Therefore, we can only rely on luck! —he concluded his monologue. —I, for example, would be immensely happy just to witness the successful completion of the ritual. I hope no one is against trying? —the baron looked at his acquaintances again.
—Ehh... —Zerek, who had not taken everything too seriously until that moment, now tensed up slightly. —Well, adventure is my middle name, yes, haa...
—Let's get started. —Ilensiya nodded briefly. If everything goes well, perhaps the summoned spirit will teach her some secret knightly techniques to restore her former form...
Darbon was almost trembling with horror. He almost didn't doubt that he wouldn't be able to perform the ritual correctly, and even if he somehow managed, he would incorrectly conclude the contract, the words of which he had forgotten out of fear, and if he managed that, then the weakest hero would be summoned, and if not weak, then the most aggressive and unruly, and if not aggressive, then...

“Well, that’s a good endeavor too,” Blaize agreed understandingly. “I wish you luck in your quest for fame and your lady love, and I hope your journey to achieve your dream doesn’t cause any trouble for my city, ha-ha.”

— Oh-oh-oh, — the old woman groaned, looking at Claudius with sadness in her eyes. — My dear, why are you so thin, your bones are showing. Are your parents feeding you? — She either ignored, didn't hear, or had already forgotten Lindernia's question.

The brothers exchanged glances.
- He just doesn't like to eat, grandma. He has other priorities in life, - Scipio explained. - We are from A.S.-T.E.R.A., - he continued, - You wanted to know about the customs of other countries, right?

“Oh, are you looking for a MASTER?” the old woman asked again. “That’s me, I brew potions.”

- Who? - the knight asked again, - The Master? What potions? We came on a mission.

— Wonderful. Well then, let's get started. — The trio of summoners led their new acquaintances into the basement. There, they discovered various ritual objects, and the trio began drawing pentagrams, lighting candles, and covering the room with paper talismans, etc. — So, who wants to be the first?

Added 1 minute later

- Who? - the knight asked again, - The Master? What potions? We came on assignment.

— What potions? — The old woman understood this question. — It's a potion shop...