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Milady Marina Desaydind, Knight of Humble Desire from Olivia, servant of Ciel Pinkoflight, adherent of the Silian Principles. +3 to learnability and +25 to attributes for free distribution, but no more than +15 to a single attribute.
Skills School of Movement - Pathfinding: shows the direction to a selected character or item. - Magic Channel: establishes a connection with one's own home or another location to move items from there into one's inventory. - Strategic Teleport: returns the caster to a town or another location where a beacon (magic pentagram) was previously set. Only one beacon can be active at a time. Super Evolution For two turns, makes the character immune to everything, doubles damage, and increases accuracy by 50%. Can only be used in combat. Requires 1 AP. Olive The character skips a turn but restores AP. Healer In exchange for AP, revives a character fallen in battle (outside of battle). If the character's health went negative by less than half of their maximum, it leaves a wound; if more, an injury. A wound turns into an injury if received again before healing. Bow The character can use a bow. Spear The character can use a spear without penalty.
Equipment Right Hand: Metamorphosis (bow), Damage: 80, range: 12, on hitting an enemy grants 1 evolution charge, which allows using the "Super Evolution" ability on allies. Left Hand: Orebreaker (spear), Damage: 85, attack range +1, converts dealt damage into health. Body: Dress, +5% to evasion. Head: Legs: Shoes, +1 to SP. Hands: Gloves, +3% to accuracy. Shoulders: Other 1: Flask of healing potion. Restores 50% health, has five charges that replenish in towns. Other 2: Quiver of arrows 20 Other 3: Quiver of arrows 20
"How dare you raise your hand against the lady? Who fed and protected your kin from poverty and contempt? With your filthy hammer, like rotten cattle, you may strike only those equal to you: traitors and dirty outcasts. Fall prostrate and burn in the hellish flame, and perhaps then the goddess of light will accept your atonement." For some reason, Alsira's words made an impression, and the lordess managed to extricate herself from what had seemed a hopeless situation.
"Your Grace... I am so sorry." — having made sure they were safe, she says to Ciel. — "...The whole situation was utterly incomprehensible to me, and I... I could no longer allow your safety to be put at risk." — her gaze fixes on the estate still smoldering in the background. — "Perhaps the danger has not yet passed."
- Darling... My dear... Merely helplessly reaching a trembling and pale palm toward the embers left of the estate, the lord of Olivus sank to her knees without strength and without any grace, staring at the ground. Moments later, Ciel lost consciousness.
The shock of losing loved ones and the betrayal of those she had trusted for so many years had a very strong negative effect on the energetic and cheerful woman — first she lost her appetite and sleep, and then she could no longer — or rather simply did not want to — rise from bed, wishing to be left alone. She appointed the Knight of the Moon Shadow as temporary executor of lordly duties.
A little later, all five knights of Olivus gathered in the Forum.
The Knight of Dreamy Clouds had in the past been a notorious delinquent in Olivia — he took money from peers, got into fights at the slightest disrespect shown toward him, persistently pestered girls, drew whatever pleased his soul on the city walls, littered wherever he pleased, and so on. It was believed that at best he would grow into a bandit, and at worst — he would not last long in this life. One day, when he crossed the acceptable limits and, with the words "no outsiders belong here," brutally beat a tourist from Revnland, a decision was made about some serious punishment for all his misdeeds, but the region's lord intervened, promising all the victims that she would set the boy straight. And she succeeded — raised by her kindness, Ober Bigott grew into a worthy man whose name no longer damaged the region's reputation.
The Knight of Eternal Love — a full-figured man of very short stature, at the age of 19 fell head over heels in love with a singer who lived next door. Due to his interest in music, a fruitful collaboration developed between the two, and over time Karvalett began to feel very strong feelings for his partner, yet for her he remained merely a friend, and her own heart was won by another. Despite this, the musician continued to love his muse, supported her in every way, wrote songs for her, and so on. Many years later, her then-husband would die in the campaign of Koimaji the Majestic, and through such tragedy he would be allowed to grow closer to the lady of his heart — she would finally marry him, and he would adopt her children. Several years of shared life would become the happiest for Karvalett, but fate had other plans for him — by chance, during a visit to Kanamia, his wife would be struck down by a capital carriage, and his heart would once again shatter into pieces.
The Knight of the Humble Wish — a mysterious woman who almost never speaks. Everyone knows her kind and responsive nature, but what lies in this person's soul, no one truly knows.
The Knight of the Misty Rain devoted her life to fighting the supernatural and the unjust, considering it her duty from a young age to protect her countrymen both from the monsters of the north and from the inhabitants of neighboring regions, toward whom she was predominantly negatively disposed.
And now these four sat at one table together with Alsira, who was fulfilling the lordly duties. - So what do we do now? - After the tragedy that had occurred, these four words were the first thing the Knight of Dreamy Clouds uttered. - I have news from the north. I don't know how, but Renavan the Pious has returned. - The Knight of the Misty Rain briefly described what had happened in Swordgard, in particular Adata Transend's ascension as the new lord. - So then, that means milord Lorican... - The fat man closed his weary eyes, allowing himself a moment of silence. - And that little cutie too, huh? - Ober repeated what had already been said. - She seemed the most decent of the three to me, a shame.
— Or he was paid many times more by those who benefit from getting rid of Lord Adalard and his best fighters on the surface, — Stefania suggested. — That one-eyed man is just strange in general. You know we took him and some strange young lady with us to Deus's birthday? In all the time I managed to observe him, he didn't seem to do anything specific, yet he easily wrapped our young master around his finger. Aldelion Grimm literally hung on his every word during their conversations. Honestly, I didn't like him from the start. But who are we to argue with the master's decisions?..
- Ha-hah! The young master's situation is quite tragic. Having encountered a lack of understanding in the eyes of those around him, especially those close to him, he was surely waiting for someone he could open up to and chat with without filters, so it's no surprise that such a neutral person in his life fulfilled that role for him. With all due respect to His Genius, he made a mistake in raising his son — discipline without love will not yield good results.
Stefania merely shrugged.
— I can't say I know much about the young master's situation, since we don't really interact. And if our eyes do meet, he looks at me as if he's seen a venomous snake. Father understands this better, but you know him — he's not one to gossip about other people's affairs.
In another situation, the girl might have even sympathized with Aldelion, since she was raised in an atmosphere of love, understanding, and mutual respect. But now the situation was different, not to mention that the young heir clearly doesn't care what she thinks of him.
— In any case, I'm more concerned about something else right now. How do we get out of here? What will we encounter on our way? And what will become of Gildaria without full protection and a wise ruler?
- A venomous snake? Gahahah! I think he'll eventually grow out of his biased attitude — after all, the boy has His Genius's blood in his veins, and he has room to grow. Well, we have two paths — either obediently wait for the rubble to be cleared, or try to reach Ikazkan. It seems our lord preferred the second option over the first. I think your father and Rainris will take care of Gildaria while we're all away. I'd trust each of them to watch my back.
Skills Crush Deals 5 attacks to the enemy and destroys 5 units of their equipment. Melee only, consumes all AP, AP cannot be restored this combat.
Soul Vessel [Passive] In exchange for 100 Spirit, captures the soul of a personally defeated enemy within itself; only one soul can be bound at a time, and if released, it cannot be reclaimed. This allows the character to use the defeated enemy's abilities. SP is doubled, immune to critical attacks. Inspiration Allies under the character's command have a 10% chance to perform an additional turn. Detection Removes the stealth status from non-allied targets. Cost: 1 AP.
Angry Roar Paralyzes enemies for one turn, range equals the character's SP. Cost: 1 AP.
Weapon Master The character can use melee weapons without penalties.
Cleave [Melee] 50% damage. If the character's Body attribute is higher than the target's, kills it (Spirit Strength check). Cost: 1 AP.
Equipment Right Hand: Shadow's Approach (sword), damage: 85, accuracy +10%, 15% chance to instantly kill the target without a Spirit Strength check. Left Hand: Mineral River (sword), damage: 85, accuracy +10%, causes paralysis. Body: Light Armor, +10 to defense. Head: Helmet, -5% chance of critical hit against self. Legs: Boots of the Carrier, +8 to initiative. Hands: Gloves, +3% to accuracy. Shoulders: Cloak, +3% to evasion. Other 1: Other 2: Other 3: Crimson Tongue (sword), damage: 85, accuracy +10%, causes burn.
Inventory 100 coppers. Axe, Damage: 100 Boots, +1 to SP. Quiver of Arrows 20/20 Quiver of Arrows 20/20 Quiver of Arrows 20/20 Bow, Damage: 65, range: 10.
Rezara comes to Adata. Since the narrator was going to sleep, it was up to the latter to start the conversation.
Upon arriving at Adata, Rezara found her in the company of Deus — apparently, he was teaching the new lord magic. Besides them, the warrior who had dealt a critical wound to Nosi was also present. - A fine omen of your arrival, Rezara. In honor of the triumphant victory, I bestow a gift upon you. May this warrior be a faithful support in all your endeavors. Warrior Sellaura-1 kneels before the Knight of the Crimson Blade. - My lady, you were magnificent. Allow me, Primus, to assist you in achieving all your ambitions.
"I've made up my mind!" Lord Florenzana suddenly declared, continuing to listen to the knights' proposals. "The Knight of the Golden Tower will head to the capital, the Knight of Justice to Olivus, the Knight of Imperialism to Revnland, the Knight of Black Steel to Estellia, the Knight of Aromatic Cupcakes to Lorele, the Knight of the Impenetrable Face to Kabocha, and the Knight of Spiritual Wealth to Miku. The Knight of Discipline will handle the operational preparation of the region for possible border conflicts and the arrival of refugees." "Your Generosity!" Tynvalen Grotte spoke up. "How about raising the morale of Florenzana's citizens a bit in such a depressing time?" "What do you have in mind?" "I've heard that a fun melee was held in the capital, but alas, I didn't get to take part in it. Why not repeat it at the level of Florenzana's eight knights?" "Lord Tynvalen, please show some prudence." Lilien was against it. "Do we even have time for this?" Dominic was also opposed. "Well, in principle, why not?" Skilishue was in favor. "It won't take that long." "We could make a good profit from this." Lois nodded approvingly. "And boost the fighting spirit for our pus... our brave warriors." "At another time, I would have supported this idea," Azarta finally spoke up, "but now is not the right time to put it into practice."
Alsira sat beside the lord's bed, not disturbing the bottomless silence that seemed to have forever chained this sorrowful place. She wished to see, even for a fraction of a moment, a spark of inner struggle, of moral fortitude, but the only response was the lifeless eyes and withered face of the region's ruler. The desire to conceal a nature of dominance behind soft words and a kind disposition was nothing more than an obsessive dream. It turned out she had thought far worse of Ciel than of that symbol of true sincerity that she was in reality. Though how could a person so insignificantly young, unbound by ties of family, loved ones, or kin, even attempt to comprehend the full magnitude of another's tragedy?..
Placing her palm atop the cold hand of the exhausted woman, she gently squeezed the hand and allowed a few brief seconds to pass, after which she rose from her seat and left the bedchamber.
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And now these four sat at the same table together with Alsira, who was fulfilling the lordly duties. - So what are we gonna do? - After the tragedy that had occurred, these four words were the first that the Knight of Dreamy Clouds spoke. - I have news from the north. I don't know how, but Renavan the Pious has returned. - The Knight of Misty Rain briefly described what had happened in Swordgard, in particular Adata Transcend becoming the new lord. - So then, my lord Lorican... - The fat man closed his weary eyes, allowing himself a moment of silence. - And that little fluffball too, huh? - Ober repeated what had already been said. - She seemed the most normal of the trio to me, a shame.
— Two crowned rulers, an ill omen in itself. — spoke the moon shadow. — As if we didn't have enough internal strife already... What is known about the traitors? We had two conspirators in our hands. Over the time that has passed, it seems possible to unravel the story of many years ago. We need to know from whom the treacherous blow was delivered, or whether to expect more. The contacts they kept in touch with and who passed on the orders must be caught. Those who were hired in the same manner must be taken into custody. The old tangled web must be untangled. It is assumed that by now the subordinates have at least been thoroughly interrogated.
Merely helplessly extending a trembling and pale palm toward the remaining embers of the estate, Lord Olivusa collapsed to her knees without strength or grace, staring at the ground. Moments later, Ciel lost consciousness.
The shock of losing loved ones and the betrayal of those she had trusted for so many years had a profoundly negative effect on the energetic and cheerful woman — first she lost her appetite and sleep, and then she could no longer — or rather simply did not want to — rise from her bed, wishing to be left alone. She appointed the Knight of the Moon Shadow as the temporary executor of lordly duties.
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