Posts from ⚔️Serberia Auto-translated

Bertha greeted Daniel by hitting him with a fish she had in her hands, but fortunately for the latter, she missed her target.
— Stop playing with food! — Armin was indignant at Bertha's antics, and then turned his gaze to the new guest. — Good morning, Daniel. Are you shopping for groceries or just taking a breath of fresh air?
— Yeah, I decided to breathe in the fishy air, — Bertha replied instead of him, — Daniel, you really have strange preferences.

In Gregor's shop, Egdon finds Veserod browsing the goods.

Today, the shop was closed, but Alessia noticed its owner near the pond. It seemed that she was feeding the fish living in it, which was a very rare occurrence.

Every time Vegi saw her teacher, she felt a shiver down her spine. And now, the elaborate speech she had imagined beforehand somehow lost its clear outline. The Arterian waved her hand in response and approached Virgil, deciding to postpone the discussion of combat topics for now – there would be plenty of time for that.
— Hello... teacher. Can I help you?

— Nothing special, just decided to finally get some fresh air. I've been recovering from the tournament organized near our estate by our common father and the guys all week. So I decided to finally go out, see people, and see what the city is like. After all, our girls, led by Anselm, did a good job restoring order here.

— Good morning! — Claudia smiled broadly. — So, you're on assignment right from the start of the day?

— So, you decided to brag about the work that others did for you? — Bertha smirked. — Why didn't you help them yourself?

— Good day, Gulveig. — Virgil greeted the student with a serene smile. — If it's not too much trouble, water the roses. — He was referring to a special variety of roses, the seeds of which Victor had given to Virgil. These roses bloomed in winter and were distinguished by the azure color of their petals. — Yesterday, I was busy and didn't have time to do it in the evening.

Today, the shop was closed, but Alessia noticed its owner near the pond. It seemed that she was feeding the fish in it, which was a very rare occurrence.

— And what if you don't join? Will you be unable to get a recommendation, or will you lack the resilience to handle stress? — The Baron observed his ward's reactions intently, stroking his long beard. — What will you do then? Where will you apply the skills you are honing now?

ArandorAnselm saw the priestess with an unfamiliar girl and initially wanted to wait until they finished talking, but he got the feeling that it would take a while, so he decided to approach.
"Good afternoon, Almadina and...?" the young man looked at the second girl. "Excuse me, I don't know your name."

— You saw right through me; I knew you were going to visit, and I deliberately set a trap for you, — Matthias tried to encourage Anders, simultaneously freeing him from his firm grip and taking a more comfortable position for conversation, — So, how are things? It's a shame you didn't have enough points to make it into the top three last week... But, to be honest, I'm pleased with how well my students performed.

—Is it about a task? — Ilva seemed a little confused. —To be honest, I just wanted to visit... But if there's a task, that's even better. — she added, embarrassed.

—Those were the conditions set by Gungnir, — Daniel shrugged. —Besides, you can imagine what would happen to our city if it were on the losing team and refused to fight.

"Oh no... Mother, please, don't let me ruin the plants!"
Biting her lip, Gulveig, once again in Virgil's memory, is trying to cope with a simple task. So, she needs to take a watering can, buckets... Fill the buckets with water (where was the water?). Oh well, it's just a few little things, it should work this time. If she never tries, how will she be able to do such a simple job in the future, right? Now or never!

Alessia couldn't decide whether she should be happy about the free day or, on the contrary, be upset that there was nothing to do. Fortunately, the need to observe the rituals of etiquette saved her from such mental anguish.
— Good morning, Lady Cecilia.

While trying to tend to the flowers, Gulveig stumbled and, during the fall, grabbed onto the roses, breaking some of them.
— Are you alright? — Virgil rushed to his student with concern and tried to help her get up.

— Make excuses, — Bertha waved him off, — that’s probably how you ended up in the baron’s orphanage – you latched on like a leech to your real parents and didn’t help them in any way.