Connection ErrorBad RequestThis page went staleSession ExpiredSign in requiredForbiddenNot FoundToo Many RequestsServer ErrorBad GatewayService UnavailableGateway TimeoutHTTP Version Not Supported
Session Expired
Your session has expired. Please log in to continue.
Sign in required
You need an account to do that. Sign in or create one — it only takes a minute.
This page went stale
Your security token was rejected, usually because the page sat open too long or you signed in elsewhere. Nothing was saved. Reload the page and try again.
Request Failed
We encountered an issue while processing your request.
Please check your internet connection and try again.
After managing to calm her breathing, Futaba was about to snap back and chase away whoever it was, but feeling that it would trigger another coughing fit, she changed her mind. A more energy-efficient option was to get up, walk over, and glare fiercely at the intruder. Still barefoot, wearing only her underwear and a t-shirt, she shuffled to the door, opened it, leaned forward, and fixed her gaze on the annoying Stella – as she had planned in her mind. However, after doing so in one swift motion, she found her face buried in the other person's blouse, at about head level. Startled by the unexpectedness, she looked around in confusion at the person standing before her. - ...What?
While at home, Veilis managed to make several entries in his diary, reflecting on what had happened. Author
Karvia Imas was beautiful on the outside, but turned out to be dark on the inside. It's not for nothing that they say appearances can be deceiving. From now on, it's worth remembering this, and also being wary of magic, which has never inspired confidence anyway (except for those cases). What motivated her? How did the guys bother her, and how is Lorance involved? There are so many questions, but no answers yet. ----------------- Ignatius Warlong seemed like a slightly eccentric guy, and probably was, but he still gave the impression of a good person, despite his quirks. Over time, there is a feeling that he was lonely (perhaps this explains his behavior) and needed friends, which we could have become. It's sad to realize that your decisions could have made someone's life better, or even saved it, but you did nothing. ----------------- Dion Villa showed himself as an arrogant upstart on the first day, radiating arrogance and at the same time, a sense of conscience that he would like to see in others. He clearly wanted and tried to be better, and maybe even the best. And in principle, this is a normal desire, and his intentions seem quite pure, albeit a little naive. But in the end, everything led to such a finale. If he is guilty of Ignatius's death, then how and where did Karvia cast a spell on him? He is from a different class. Did she choose him herself and lure him to her with lies? Why? Very strange.
Deaths are upsetting, especially the deaths of good people and those you know, but the world and life are structured in such a way that someone somewhere is constantly dying, people are attacked by monsters, bandits, crazy witches, and this is not to mention diseases, wars, and other misfortunes. Some even die in a stupid way, accidentally falling off a cliff, eating suspicious food, or trusting bandits. In the training academy, you certainly don't expect to see something like this, but no one is immune to anything, so all that remains is to always be on the alert, in case danger creeps up on you. After resting for a month, Veilis decided that he was ready to return. - I'm going back to the academy, see you later! - After saying goodbye to his loved ones, Veil returned to NAILS to continue his studies.
Upon arrival, the first thing he wanted to do was help Toad, who had become as gloomy as a storm cloud. - You shouldn't blame yourself for Ignatius's death, because it turns out that someone else could have been in his place, even us. If we had invited him with us, someone else would have died, and in this case, it turns out that we could have invited this other person too, but we didn't, and again the blame is on us? But we couldn't invite all the students, besides, we could have stayed in the dormitory. This is impossible to predict. The main thing is that we seem to have figured everything out, and everyone will be able to find peace. As for Karvia, she was liked by many, you know, but maybe this is also part of her magic? If feelings are illusory, then you should turn to the power of your mind and try to get rid of them. Surely your girls-mages have encountered something similar, be it a curse, hypnosis, or other dark spells, after which they overcame them precisely with the help of their inner strength. I think our comrades wouldn't want you to blame yourself for something you're not guilty of and leave all regrets in the past. Think about it, Toad.
– Ouch! – Varya recoiled in surprise. The sight before her was unpleasant – such illness at that age? Surely, Futabu’s lifestyle is taking its toll.
– You… you’re definitely not feeling well, – the girl finally said after a pause. – Actually, I came for a different reason, but… let me get a doctor to look at you? I can help you get there, or I can call one here.
First thing upon returning, Nira surveyed her familiar room – the question that had troubled her throughout the journey: had Bella returned home, or had she decided to abandon her studies after the events of the past month?
— You're right. I understand it with my head, but it doesn't make it any easier... I wish I were more like Ixora or Futaba; it seems like nothing has affected them.
Added 8 minutes later Heroist
First thing upon returning, Nira glanced at her familiar room – the question that had been bothering her throughout the trip: had Bella returned home, or had she decided to leave her studies after the events of the past month?
— Oh, Nira, — Bella tries to hug her neighbor, — welcome back... I honestly thought I wouldn't see you again.
Futaba shook her head in confusion, unable to understand what her classmate wanted from her. - Are we going somewhere, or what?
"She's really bad; she doesn't even recognize me. I don't want her death to be on my conscience." -- Futaba, listen to me, -- Varya gently takes her classmate by the shoulders, speaking as clearly as possible. -- I'm going to go now. And I'll get a doctor. A doc-tor. And you go lie down. But don't close the door to the room, okay? Don't close it. I'll be back soon.
Leila returned from her homeland not empty-handed, having picked up small souvenirs for several people. For Miss Hatiora, the souvenir was a Taimanian brand of herbal tea, which helps to calm the nerves, although the Taimanian woman wasn't entirely sure if her mentor actually drank tea herself. But she wanted to support the woman in some way, especially after the vulnerability she had shown in the recent situation, to cheer her up. For Weilys, whom Leila now viewed in a new light after her conversation with Elliott, the souvenir was a deck of playing cards with images of the priestesses of Avaritia. The girl didn't know exactly what to give the guy, but he gave the impression of someone who might like such a gift. She wanted to express her gratitude to him for the resourcefulness and heroism he had shown. For Futabe and Elliott, in order to support them in some way, the Taimanian woman also wanted to give them something, to show that she didn't see them as just killers, but nothing came to mind. They were just too closed off and uncommunicative, and they probably wouldn't even accept gifts from a stranger. With Elliott, she could only hope that Weilys, who got along with him, would be able to provide his friend with moral support. Only one, albeit small, gift remained undelivered. The gift that the girl was now holding in her hands. “Here you go, comrade,” Leila smiled, handing Ixore a Refite chocolate bar with the inscription “Comrade” on it, “they say chocolate is good for the brain. It’s just what you need before the upcoming exams.”
Soon, Ment will get tired of jumping around, and he will be cut down with a katana too.
Author
— Oh, Nir, — Bella tries to hug her neighbor, — welcome back... I honestly thought I wouldn't see you again.
—Bella, my dear, I'm so glad! 😍 —dropping her belongings at the doorstep, Nir also hugs her neighbor. —And I was worried that you wouldn't want to come back... 😥 Actually, my parents were against it, especially my mother, but I still decided... I hoped that I could see you, Sher, and Cass again. 🥰 By the way, how are they? Do you know if they've returned too?
Taking a deep breath and pinching the bridge of her nose, Futaba brushes herself off. - I can manage without the local healers, - she mutters, closing the door behind her and mentally berating herself for wasting her energy on a pointless endeavor instead of ignoring the knocking until the very end.
Leila returned from her homeland not empty-handed, having picked up small souvenirs for several people. The souvenir for Miss Hatiora was a Taimanian brand of herbal tea, which helps to calm the nerves, although the Taimanian girl wasn't entirely sure if her mentor actually drank the tea herself. But she wanted to support the woman in some way, especially after the vulnerability she had shown in the recent situation, to cheer her up. The souvenir for Weilys, whom Leila now viewed in a new light after her conversation with Elliott, was a deck of playing cards with images of the priestesses of Avaritia. The girl didn't know exactly what to give the guy, but he gave the impression of someone who might like such a gift. She wanted to express her gratitude for his resourcefulness and heroism at the time. The Taimanian girl also wanted to give something to Futabe and Elliott, to support them in some way, to show that she didn't see them as murderers, but she couldn't think of anything. They were so closed off and uncommunicative that they probably wouldn't even accept gifts from a stranger. With Elliott, she could only hope that Weilys, who got along with him, would be able to provide his friend with moral support. Only one small gift remained, which the girl was now holding in her hands. — Here, comrade," Leila smiled, handing Ixora a Refetian chocolate bar with the inscription "Comrade" on it. "They say chocolate is good for the brain. It's perfect before the upcoming exams.
— Thank you for this "comrade," Comrade Leila. — Ixora accepted the gift. — Looking at you in this room, I assume that you, unlike Yukka and Jin, will not be expelled?
Futaba exhales heavily and pinches the bridge of her nose, shaking her hands. - I can manage without the local healers, - she mutters, closing the door behind her and mentally berating herself for wasting her energy on a pointless endeavor instead of ignoring the knocking until the very end.
"Healers?" Varya stood in surprise before the closed door. "Is this her usual state?" She sighs and knocks again. - I'm sorry, but I wanted to ask you one more thing. If it's not too much trouble...
Soon, that cop will get his comeuppance and be cut down by a katana.
“Bell, my dear, I’m so glad!” – throwing down her belongings at the doorstep, Nira also hugs her neighbor. – “And I was worried that you wouldn’t want to come back… 😥 In reality, my parents were against it, especially my mother, but I still decided… hoping that I could see you, Sher, and Cass again. 🥰 By the way, how are they? Do you know if they came back too?”
— As they say, lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice! So, it’s unlikely that anything like that will happen again in this academy. — Bella’s face contorted from how awful her own words sounded to her. — As for the girls, Sher didn’t go anywhere; as far as I understand, she spent all this time in the dorm and in the city. But we almost lost Cass…
Happy Life
Heroist