Posts from ⚔️Serberia Auto-translated

– This is wonderful news. I suspect the journey was not easy, but I hope you will have a good time here.

-- I'm not sure if I'm qualified to judge, but I find the venue and organization to be excellent. Not to mention that the event itself is exceptional, I'm glad to see so many people coming together today to pray for the happiness of Sir Vergil and Lady Theia.

— If only they had all truly come here for that reason and had the best intentions for the bride and groom in their hearts... — The Knight sighed, bowed, and went to patrol the castle perimeter.

— If only they had all truly come here for that reason and had the best intentions for the bride and groom in their hearts... — The knight sighed, bowed, and went to patrol the castle perimeter.

"What does he mean?"
The girl unconsciously glanced around the hall.
"Of course, King Gaheris can be suspected of something like that, but does that mean the situation is even more dire, and this whole crowd of guests is not here by chance? Mother..."
"Or maybe he was just hinting at me," she suddenly thought. — "You know, Sir Theo, if my guess is correct, then that's low. But in any case, he doesn't say things without thinking, we need to remember that."
Well, standing in one place in a pensive fool's pose for too long was impolite. Thus, Gulveig decided to visit another old acquaintance.
(Here and further – she approaches Vergil at the first ethically acceptable opportunity, instead of changing location).
>Priestess of Arteria, Ivaine Scabiosa.

Perhaps, observing such a scene seemed a bit strange in that place and in that setting, but at that moment, Ivaine Scabiosa was photographing not what was happening around him or the famous guests gathered there, but the priestess of Arteria. It seemed that the priestess enjoyed the photographer's attention and posed for him in every way.
— Hmm, Gulveig? — The sight of an old acquaintance surprised Ivaine. — What brings you here?

– Have a good day, Mr. Ivein, milady, – Gulveig greeted them with a polite bow, and also greeted the priestess of Arteria. – It’s simple, thanks to the guidebook you wrote about Baldr, many people have moved to the barony. Therefore, I was given my own plot of land and a noble title. Actually, not really, of course, but still, thank you for the book; all my friends really liked it, especially Calentia. I’m glad that you continue your craft with the same enthusiasm.

— Ha-ha, I almost believed it... So many good things have happened lately that I wouldn't even be surprised by such a turn of events. — Iveyne thought dreamily. — After I took pictures of the beautiful Amelia, something seemed to change inside me... It seems I've found my calling. — Hey, — the priestess put her hands on her hips and pouted, — stop chatting, I still have a ceremony to conduct today. — She turned to Gulveig, made a prayer gesture, and closed her eyes, — may the all-loving Arteria bless you and help you accomplish what you are here for today. When the last sounds left her lips, she waved to Gulveig and dragged Iveyne along with her.

Gullveig happily bowed.
"Good people, if everyone had such simplicity, Mother. Then we wouldn't have to choose our words so carefully."
Well, she had visited her acquaintances, and it was time to meet some of the teacher's circle.
Rutger, Hecate, Jan Dere

“It was incredible, Hecatia,” the white-haired man remarked, “I think the old man hasn’t been so stunned in a long time.” “And what could he do? I’m not a fighter, and certainly not a mage; challenging someone like me to a duel is the same as trampling on his own warrior’s honor. And by the way, don’t call me that… I won’t repeat it again.” “Well, he looks quite foolish to lock you in a dungeon or something else for the insult.” “And risk involving his country in a conflict with Serberia?” Rutger disagreed. “It seems your famed insight is starting to fail you.” “Hmm, is that so? Wars have started over less. But, speaking of which, now I understand why what happened to you, happened. It seems that when you met your future wife, you used up all your luck for the rest of your life…” As Hecatia’s heel dug into Jan Dere’s finger, he howled in pain.

Unsure of how to proceed and whether it’s appropriate to take the initiative and introduce herself, Gulveig looks around for Gungnir, hoping he will give her a hint with his eyes if he is nearby.

A lifesaver spear.

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— Hey, hey, — while she was looking around for the Baldr baron, Yan Dere quietly approached Gulveig and waved his hand in front of her eyes, — I know that it's very difficult to pass by such an attractive person as me, so if you want to chat, don't hesitate.

— Hey, hey, — while she was looking around for the Baldr baron, Yan Dere quietly approached Gulveig and waved his hand in front of her eyes, — I know that it's very difficult to pass by such an attractive person as me, so if you want to chat, don't hesitate.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to Sir Rutger, since he's a friend of the teacher," Gulveig thought to herself. — "And, I guess, this is the author of the books, right, Mother..."
— Excuse me, it's new for me to be in such a society, — she curtsied. — I'm Gulveig, a student of Sir Vergil. Nice to meet you, Mr. Yan.
"I don't even know his title, if he has one."

— Oh, so you're from Baldur, and judging by your age, you must be one of those Air was talking about. Hmm, so what does that mean? You're her sister, I'm her teacher, and you're Vergil's student? What a small world, and it turns out we have so much in common!

Gullveig carefully examined the man, who clearly didn't resemble Baron Gungnir von Breckenheim. Not in the slightest. After a few seconds, it dawned on her. "Ah, you're the traveler who stayed in the northern mountains? Well, well. It seems the road to meeting you turned out to be much longer than the rumors suggested." "I wonder how he's connected to the teacher? It's clear he's not connected to the king, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much talk about him."

“By the way, Virgil and I have been friends for a long time, and I haven’t even met Gaheris,” the man nodded towards the king, “I don’t think he’d be interested in the company of a random traveler, and I don’t like spending time with old men.”