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— You won't know if it suits you until you try it, so take what your heart desires.
The girl hesitated. Since he says so, she should just go up and take a hammer. Or a scythe... Or a glaive... She just needs to take something and... And then look like a fool because it turns out to be too heavy. Or too light. Or the movements are too complex. Or while she's swinging it, the enemy will already run to the other side of the map... She's seeing most of these things for the first time. What does it mean, "what your heart desires"? Not everyone here was born into a warrior dynasty or in a family castle and immediately knows what to do! — Excuse me, but... How do you understand the "soul" of a weapon if it's just standing against the wall right now? A weapon in itself is just a piece of metal. It would be understandable if someone showed me. Or... Can I at least hold everything in my hands?
Hearing the words about "weapons" and "holding them in my hands," Veil began to look around, searching for the person who had said them. Upon finding the person, he approached her without hesitation, despite the difference in height, and said with a sly smile. - Young lady, if you want, you can hold my weapon... - said the young man, continuing to stare and smile. But when he realized that she didn't understand, he quickly handed her the crossbow. - Here!
The girl hesitated. Since he says so, she should just go up and take the hammer. Or the scythe... Or the glaive... She just needs to take something and... And then look like a fool because it turns out to be too heavy. Or too light. Or the movements are too difficult. Or while she's swinging it, the enemy will already run to the other side of the map... She's seeing most of these things for the first time. What does it mean, "what your soul desires"? Not everyone here was born into a warrior dynasty or in a family castle and immediately knows what's what! -- Excuse me, but... How do you understand the soul of a weapon if it's just standing against the wall right now? The weapon itself is just a piece of metal. It would make sense if someone showed me. Or... Can I at least hold everything in my hands?
— I thought it was self-explanatory, but apparently not. You can, of course.
Meanwhile, Yukka was confused and wanted to consult with Varya, but seeing that she was also in a difficult position, she decided not to bother her neighbor. — Um... Um... Miss Hatiora! — Yukka turned to the nearest teacher. — Help me decide! — Are you sure you want to ask me for advice? I don't know much about weapons. — It doesn't matter! Please! — Well, if you insist... — Laurence rummaged in her bag and found a twenty-sided die, which she then threw on the table. — Six. It seems that your destiny is a rapier. — Thank you!
— I thought it was self-evident, but apparently not. Sure, go ahead.
"Thank you, that's enough..."Author
- Young lady, if you'd like, you can hold my weapon... - said the young man, continuing to stare and smile. But when he realized she wasn't getting it, he quickly handed her the crossbow. - Here!
-- Thank you... -- she takes the crossbow from the young man's hands and weighs it, but quickly returns it. Contrary to her usual behavior, due to the general confusion of the day, the re-equipper even forgot to introduce herself. -- I understand, it's okay... I'll take another look. Varya approaches the arsenal and carefully evaluates each weapon in terms of size (although it's already clear without even holding them), weight, speed, accuracy, and lethality...
Nira was very pleased with her impromptu speech: of course, she could have expressed herself more restrainedly about the vacation, but that way, the echoes of her words even reached the most gloomy faces in the hall.
—Hmm, I did hear something about military training, but to this extent? 🤨 —she murmured thoughtfully, receiving her brand-new uniform. —I hope this is solely for self-defense purposes, and not for a future imperial guard, like in that exam question, hee hee. 😁 Stopping in front of the weapon stand, Nira met her new acquaintance.Author
Meanwhile, Cassia spoke to Nira. —What do you think I should take? To be honest, I have no experience with weapons.
—Whoa, friend, this isn't about picking shoes to match a dress; I don't have any knowledge about this either. 😞 After a brief examination of the weapons on offer, Nira's gaze almost immediately fell on the pistols. —Well, for example, look at this! It's a modern thing, it doesn't force you to risk your life at close range, it's convenient to carry, and easy to use. So, beware, evil bandit in a dark alley, yo ho ho. 🔫😎 I would choose the first one that appeals to you. Although, of course, I think ranged combat is always safer, but you have good physical abilities, so you might enjoy wielding a huge sword or impaling enemies on spears, heh.
- What else could I expect from these two fools with a teddy bear, - Vail thought disappointedly when the conversation didn't go well. - He'll probably choose some glaive and accidentally cut off his legs, or even take a pistol, deciding that it's the best ranged weapon. And one day, he'll take it and explode in his hand instead of firing... - the guy paused for a moment, - Poor Jimmy, it must be tough for him to live without half a face.
“I once heard that archers are always among the first targets for enemy archers and Wizards,” Cassia and Nira Shera chimed in, “so be careful if you’re picking up weapons for personal safety.”
“You know, Shera, listening to you makes you want to give up on life.”
“Ha-ha, thanks for the compliment!”
“That wasn’t… Oh, never mind. Nira, I’ll listen to you and take the pistol. Besides, for aesthetic reasons, I like it more than the other options.”
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- And what did I expect from these two meters with a teddy bear, - Vale thought disappointedly to himself when the conversation didn't go well. - He'll probably choose some glaive and accidentally cut off his legs, or he'll take a pistol, deciding that it's the best ranged weapon. And one day he'll blow up in his hand instead of firing... - the guy paused for a second, - Poor Jimmy, it must be hard for him to live without half his face.
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Toad sat on the sidelines, getting used to the new uniform, which was tighter than their usual one.
Taking a look at the various types of ranged weapons, which seemingly should appeal to a certain type of person, Futaba shook her head – except for the sight of archers standing in formation in an open field, all these firearms are practically useless in real life. While you're fumbling with trembling hands, trying to nock an arrow and dropping bullets in the mud, struggling with misfires and damp powder, you'll already be split in half or have your head smashed in with a mace. Author
— My choice is the sword,” said one of the students, picking up a Roman sword, “it might be cliché, but protagonists in stories often use them.
Unable to resist clicking her tongue, involuntarily hearing such shameful childish nonsense, Futaba finally picks up a katana and moves to the side, where she tests its weight and size. It doesn't look like the most convenient and maneuverable weapon, but it's not as heavy and bulky as some other two-handed weapons, and it doesn't seem to require a long exchange of blows. In her short life, she has learned one thing – in a fight, the one who inflicts the maximum possible damage first, in the shortest possible time, wins. Exchanging mutual jabs, observing formalities, communicating with fists, and other preliminary caresses are best left to those who are naturally predisposed to it – two-meter boars and mares who love to receive pain more than inflict it. Sheathing the sword and wrapping the straps around the scabbard, she slings them over her shoulder and picks up the bag with the remaining equipment. Apparently, there is no need to register it anywhere – the children simply take what they want, and no one stops them, so, having finished her business, she moves to the side.
— I once heard that archers are always among the first targets for enemy archers and Wizards, — Cassia and Nira Shera joined the conversation, — so be careful if you're picking up weapons for personal safety. — You know, Shera, listening to you makes you want to give up on life. — Ha-ha, thanks for the compliment! — That wasn't... Oh, never mind. Nira, I'll listen to you and take a pistol. Besides, I like it more than the other options for aesthetic reasons.
Hearing the conversation about pistols, Vail hurried towards the sound of the girls' voices, forgetting about what he was doing before and that he wanted to approach Toad. - And your friend is right in some ways, - the young man interrupted the conversation. - Excuse me, I accidentally overheard your conversation. But pistols and similar weapons can indeed be dangerous. I had a friend whose weapon exploded right in his hands when he tried to fire. Boom! - Vail sharply waved his hands, depicting an unexpected bang, and then covered half of his face with his hand. - So it's worth thinking carefully about this, especially for such beautiful girls as you, - the young man finished, giving a charming smile. Heroist
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and why are you looking for me... you're already here
—I once heard that archers are always among the first targets for enemy archers and Wizards, —Cassia and Nira Shera joined the conversation, —so be careful if you're picking up weapons for personal safety. —You know, Shera, listening to you makes you want to give up on life. —Ha-ha, thanks for the compliment! —It wasn't... Oh, never mind. Nira, I'll listen to you and take a pistol. Besides, I like it more than the other options for aesthetic reasons.
—Well, we're more for self-defense, and what Wizard would be in an alleyway? Besides, they don't offer much protection in their robes, so you just need to shoot them faster, or dodge their spells; I've seen trained warriors do it easily in performances. 😎
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Hearing the conversation about pistols, Vale hurried towards the sound of the girls' voices, forgetting about what he was doing before and that he wanted to approach Toad. —Your friend is right, —the young man interjected. —Excuse me, I accidentally overheard your conversation. But pistols and similar weapons can indeed be dangerous. I had a friend whose weapon exploded in his hands when he tried to fire it. Boom! —Vale sharply waved his hands, depicting an unexpected bang, and then covered half of his face with his hand. —So, it's worth thinking carefully about it, especially for beautiful girls like you, —the young man finished, giving a charming smile.
—Really? 😕 —Nira turned the pistol in her hands with disbelief. —I think modern ones don't explode anymore. And besides, it's still better than losing an arm in a sword fight. 😢 But I need to ask the teachers about it; thanks for the information. 🙂 —she nodded to the young man with a slight smile.