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- My lord? - The lord was a bit surprised and slightly disheartened by such a title, but didn't pay it much mind, chalking up the slip to the knight's fatigue. - I think you can simply state the essence of your business and discuss it with him as is.
Thanking the potbellied man, Orvald and Gustav made their way toward the sunbathing enthusiast.
- Greetings, your grace, - the knight began. - Allow me to introduce myself: Orvald de Martelam of Flavers, and this is my loyal smith, Gustav, - the mustachioed servant responded with a silent bow. - I don't want to beat around the bush and waste your time, so I'll speak plainly. I've spent a lot of time searching for rare metals and so far they haven't been crowned with success. However, I've heard that you might be able to help with this matter. Perhaps we could come to an arrangement, if this information proves true.
- What a pity, my lord Orvald! My destined knight failed to demonstrate his skill at Deus's festivities, and I did entertain a certain possibility — that some other warrior might step forth before the many eyes under the banner of our beloved Aconia, but all those events are now behind us!
Having received the congratulations and her reward, Stefania accepted all the honors. She was most grateful to Adalard for the quiver, because outside the hothouse conditions, arrows run out much faster.
— Thank you once again for such a generous gift! — Stefania approached her liege once she had finished with all the records and votes. — I have a gift for you as well.
With these words, the girl handed Adalard a small folder with her notes on the melee.
— As always, I tried not to miss a single detail. I've cross-referenced everything with the judge's protocol in advance; there should be no mistakes.
- Excellent work, Stefania. Your efforts made today's visit to the capital more than worth the time spent on it!
Stefania's skill improves
Riding+ The character can ride horses and other animals. +125 to the mount's health, after the battle ends, the character's mount is automatically restored.
- Excellent work, Stefania. Your effort made today's visit to the capital more than worth the time spent on it!
Stefania's skill improves
Riding+ The character can ride horses and other animals. +125 to the mount's health, after the battle ends, the character's mount is automatically restored.
If the beast is poisoned, set on fire, will the effects be removed?
- Magnificent work, Stefania. Your efforts made today's visit to the capital more than worth the time spent on it!
Stefania's skill improves
Riding+ The character can ride horses and other animals. +125 to the mount's health, after the battle ends, the character's mount is automatically restored.
— Thank you for your kind words, my lord, — Stefania accepted the praise.
At that, the girl had nothing more to say. She also had no intention of bothering Adalard. Her gaze carried a silent question — whether he had anything to say or she could take her leave.
Adalard was about to begin preparations for removing his person from this event and returning home, so in the context of Deus's birthday, he had no more business left.
The girl thought about looking among those present for someone who could analyze the potion she had won, since two of the three prizes provided by the merchant looked extremely dubious. Especially the sithian. But if the gentleman had decided that the evening for the guild delegation was over, Stefania did not plan to argue. After all, escorting and protecting the gentleman came above all else.
"Cast aside your doubts, my knight—they do not suit you," Lord Gildaria suddenly declared. "I can state with certainty that the artifact you obtained through your victory is genuine and harmless by its very nature. It will serve you well; use it with your head held high."
"Cast aside your doubts, my knight; they do not suit you." — Lord Gildaria suddenly declared. "I can state with certainty that the artifact you obtained through your victory is genuine and harmless by nature. It will serve you well; use it with your head held high."
"Yes, my lord!" — Stefania bowed her head in embarrassment.
Realizing that she would not be able to leave without Aldelion and the one-eyed stranger, the girl began to search for them both with her eyes:
"What about the young master? If we are going to leave, we cannot abandon him here alone, nor that foreign mercenary either."
- My lord? - The lord was slightly surprised and a little dismayed by such a title, but decided not to dwell on it, attributing the slip to the knight's fatigue. - I think you can simply state the essence of your business and discuss it with him as is.
Thanking the portly man, Orvald and Gustav headed towards the sun-tan enthusiast.
- Greetings, your grace, - the knight began. - Allow me to introduce myself: Orvald de Martelam of Flavers, and this is my loyal blacksmith, Gustav, - the mustachioed servant responded with a silent bow. - I don't want to beat around the bush and waste your time, so I'll speak plainly. I have spent a lot of time searching for rare metals, and so far they have not been successful. However, I have heard that you might be able to help with this matter. Perhaps we could come to an arrangement, if this information is true.
- What a pity, my lord Orvald! My destined knight was unable to demonstrate his skill at the Deus festivities, and I allowed for a certain possibility - whether another warrior might agree to perform before many eyes under the banner of our beloved Aconia, but all events are now behind us!
country folk don't usually talk like that
- I would hardly have been able to glorify Aconia and worthily present it in all its grandeur, given that none of the trials I undertook ended in triumph, - Orvald replied modestly, treating the lord's faith with respect and remaining silent about the fact that his superior might have been opposed to such a gesture. - And it is unfortunate that your knight could not participate in the duels. I am certain he would have proven himself a valiant and skilled warrior.
- My lord? The lord was slightly surprised and a little dismayed by such a title, but decided not to dwell on it, attributing the slip to the knight's fatigue. - I think you can simply state the essence of your matter and discuss it with him as is.
Thanking the portly man, Orwald and Gustav headed toward the sun-tanning enthusiast.
- Greetings, your grace, - the knight began. - Allow me to introduce myself: Orwald de Martelam of Flavers, and this is my loyal smith, Gustav, - the mustachioed servant responded with a silent bow. - I don't wish to beat around the bush and waste your time, so I'll speak plainly. I have spent much time searching for rare metals, and so far they have not been successful. However, I have heard that you might be able to help with this matter. Perhaps we could come to an arrangement, if this information is true.
- What a pity, my lord Orwald! My destined knight was unable to demonstrate his skill at the Deus festivities, and I allowed for the possibility that another warrior might agree to perform before many eyes under the banner of our beloved Aconia, but all events are now behind us!
country folk don't usually talk like that
- I would hardly have been able to glorify Aconia and worthily present it in all its grandeur, given that none of the trials I undertook ended in triumph, - Orwald replied modestly, respectfully acknowledging the lord's faith and remaining silent about the fact that his superior might have been against such a gesture. - And it is unfortunate that your knight could not participate in the duels. I am certain he would have proven himself a valiant and skilled warrior.
- Mwahaha, no cause for worry for my lord's heart! Eigen, my friend and dear knight, will still have time to prove himself—I have no doubt about that whatsoever! As for the desired metals—the moment of this day has already passed, but next summer I may unexpectedly have a surplus—I propose we continue this conversation in the season when Aconia warms us the most!
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