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#1447
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Titus was giving lower scores to the girls.
Well, actually, Flim has 98 points, and Mana also has 98, but Flim is second, and Mana is third, so I would think about it....
 

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A new quarter, and with it a new season, began with changes in the academy's student rankings and the expulsion of Stella Horst. It was decided that the girl's academic and athletic abilities did not meet the requirements of NALIS. The remaining students, after they had admired their names on the updated ranking table, were to disperse to their respective classes, where information about the new quarter awaited them, as well as a meeting with new friends (?). I'll wait for Alex before introducing him. <col style="width: 5.50083%;" width="100"><col style="width: 29.3377%;" width="100"><col style="width: 8.46281%;" width="100"><col style="width: 13.1174%;" width="100"><col style="width: 14.6689%;" width="100"><col style="width: 14.6689%;" width="100"><col style="width: 14.1047%;" width="100">
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Student
Score
Stipend
Stipend Modifier
Experience Modifier
Class
1
Barbarian Bellring
85
850
x10.0
x3.0
I
2
Gideon Velfazif
83.5
417
x5.0
x2.5
I
3
Elliot Kent
81
243
x3.0
x2.0
IV
4
Flim von Kaff
80
160
x2.0
x1.5
III
5
Cassia Zlodrev
78
338
x1.9
x1.4
V
6
Bella Bless
77.5
217
x2.8
x1.3
V
7
Chloe Cox
76
129
x1.7
x1.2
III
8
Sherra Capite
75
120
x1.6
x1.1
IV
9
Mana La Luna
74
111
x1.5
x1.0
V
10
Leila Squill
73.5
102
x1.4
x1.5
I
11
Ixora Abutilion
70
91
x1.3
x1.0
II
12
Nirianna Melvance
69
709
x4.2
x1.0
I
13
Vita Pleione
67
73
x1.1
x1.0
II
Futaba Sekuhara
67
67
x1.0
x1.0
I
15
Weilis Foxtail
66
66
x1.0
x1.0
I
Nage Asaliant
66
66
x1.0
x1.0
IV
17
Duke Fabian
65.5
65.5
x1.0
x1.0
IV
18
Bonita Halain
65
65
x1.0
x1.0
III
19
Buddleia Kunzit
64.5
64.5
x1.0
x1.0
V
Michaela Godwell
64.5
64.5
x1.0
x1.0
V
21
Iori Valles
64
64
x1.0
x1.0
II
22
Renn Re Vann
62.5
62.5
x1.0
x1.0
II
23
Iva Sextillion
61.5
61.5
x1.0
x1.0
IV
24
Toad Road
60.5
60.5
x1.0
x1.0
III
25
Miho Callistemon
60
60
x1.0
x1.0
II
26
James Vishnya
56.5
56.5
x1.0
x1.0
IV
27
Stella Horst
53.5
53.5
x1.0
x1.0
II

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Stella Horst was expelled.
😢

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and does that include the basic step-up and the summer bonus for Kaoris?

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Yes, that's the base, but I forgot that summer has already begun.

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So, it's 709 and 4.2.

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Varvara Bellring
100
1200
"Hmm, am I seeing things correctly?" Varya looked at the exam score board, back and forth, and realized that everything was indeed correct. The ref smiled and clicked her tongue, pointing her finger like a gun. Only then did she notice that, in general, the scores of the students were suspiciously low. How could Michaella have failed? They prepared together.
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The new quarter, and with it a new season, began with changes in the ranks of the academy students and the expulsion of Stella Horst. It was decided that the girl's academic and athletic abilities did not meet the requirements of NALIS. The remaining students, after admiring their names in the updated ranking table, were to go to their classes, where they would receive information about the new quarter, as well as meet new friends (?).
"Wow, I'm rich now. But this is somewhat overshadowed by the fact that Stella is no longer with us... She is, of course, quite a troublemaker, but still, it's unpleasant that it came to this... It feels wrong to throw your own people out on the street because of a couple of points on a test; I can't imagine something like that happening at home."
Varya turns her head to see if Michaella and Vita are upset.
 

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— Congratulations! — Vita quietly approaches from behind and pats Varya on the back. — It’s a pity I didn’t win the tournament, otherwise it would have been great: I came first in one exam, and you in another! Maybe next time. Judging by everything, she wasn’t too upset about her ranking, as she moved up from 26th to 13th place compared to last time.

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— Congratulations! — Vita quietly approaches from behind and pats Varya on the back. — It’s a shame I didn’t win the tournament, otherwise it would have been great: I came first in one exam, and you in another! Maybe next time.
Judging by everything, she wasn’t too upset about her ranking, as she moved up from 26th to 13th place compared to last time.
— Thank you, — Varya smiled. — It was good that we fought each other, but in general... We need to maintain our achievements and surpass them. And improve our weaknesses. We’ll try, okay?
— It’s a pity about Stella, though. I hoped until the very end that the teacher, Ms. Hatiora, wasn’t serious about the 55 points, but was just trying to scare us...
 

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“Yeah, people get weeded out here pretty quickly.” Vita glanced towards the dormitory. “I wonder if it’s like that in all institutions like this?”

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Casually glancing at the table with the results of the combat and written exams, Nira immediately focused her gaze on the column with the scholarship information: everything else was too predictable to warrant attention.
"Ha, choke on your tests, you admirers of boys in uniform," she smirked, remembering the general and the historian. "But our Varenka is no slouch; I need to keep an eye on her..."

"Varya, congratulations! 🥳" Nira waved to her as she passed by the refectory. "How will you celebrate your victory? I hope you'll let me study with you for the next exams, or at least share your study methods; it would really help me. 😊


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Ianira Vasilok
Barbarian Bellring
Gideon Welfaziv [P]
Leila Squill
Niriana Melvans
Futaba Starlight
Fortis Vir

Thyme's Squad
Ixora Abutilion (Focus: health)
Miho Callistemon (Focus: intelligence) [P]
Vita Pleione (Focus: attack)
Iori Valles (Focus: willpower)
Renn Re Vann (Focus: dodge)
Bao Hien-tong (Focus: dodge)
Dinorsis Baloni (Focus: accuracy)
Neomarica Valze (Focus: health)
Stella Horst (Focus: accuracy)

Clivia's Squad
Chloe Cox [P]
Flim von Kaff
Bonita Halain
Toad Road
Alidum Sirabe
Ladia Moa

Altino's Squad
Iva Sextillion
Shera Kapite
Elliot Kent
Neige Asaliant
Jaym Vishnya [P]
Duke Fabian
Mira Axial

Vallota's Squad
Bella Bless
Michaella Godwell
Cassia Zloddrev
Mana La Luna [P]
Buddleya Kunzit
Claudia Smaragd
Oleg Ugrev
Shea

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After the end of the quarter, Veilys decided to make an entry in his diary.
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Stella Horst. Today I learned that she was expelled, and I didn't even have time to talk to her and go for a walk, as I had planned. Why is this happening? It's as if higher powers are interfering with me, and if this continues, all that will be left are dull, bellicose types and a minor annoyance. And Stella... she was beautiful, sweet, and bold (in the moments when it was necessary), without any girlish silliness in her head (apparently), and possibly intelligent, if you don't take into account the test results, which say little about a person's real abilities and qualities (just look at the top places on the list). Should I try to find a favorite among those who remain, or switch my attention to the newcomers? There are still three decent options, although only two of them seem possible. Perhaps I'll ask my friends; maybe they'll give me some useful information or advise me on how to approach the hearts of the contenders.
PS, on the bright side: I managed to get out of a bet, probably for good.

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Fortis Vir
17/12/3978, Selene (courage),
179, IV, normal
… -- And so I burst into the enemy camp and showed all those miserable excuse-for-warriors, Irki's followers, what our righteous wrath is! Fortis, are you listening?
-- Yes, yes, you showed them, Grandpa, -- Fortis was looking out the window and not really listening to the speech, but he knew how to react to such sudden questions.
-- Exactly! Because I follow the path of virtue! Faith! Courage! Come on, what are the other five?
-- Hope, justice, love, temperance, prudence.
-- That's right! Remember, or you'll grow up a failure like your father… And what if war comes tomorrow?!
-- Yes, indeed. What if war comes…
"And I'm tired," Fortis finished to himself, slipping out the door. All he'd been asked to do was bring the old man a pitcher of water, and it ended with yet another lecture on virtues and stories about grandpa's wars. Fortis had been hearing these tales since childhood, but unlike the soul-saving sermons, always the same, they got more fascinating each time: in his memories, the old man either held the line alone against superior forces, or slew hordes of non-humans with a single swing of his sword, or was a secret agent behind enemy lines… At seven, it all seemed incredibly cool, but Fortis was almost seventeen now, and he'd rather listen to his uncle's stories about what was actually happening in the world.
No sooner had he left grandpa's room than Fortis heard his parents arguing from the living room.
-- You know, sometimes I feel like this house is his, and we're his servants, not his family. And our children don't seem like ours, but his, the way he raises them. No gratitude at all, -- his mother ranted at the top of her voice, barely pausing for breath.
-- Mara, I can't just abandon my own father. Yes, he has a difficult character, but show him some respect, -- Indis Vir answered calmly, drawing out his words as if teaching a slow child, not arguing with his wife.
-- Why not suggest your dear brother take care of the old man? At least we'd get a year's rest… Why does it have to be you looking after your dad, and why do I have to put up with it?
-- Well, look, my brother is a busy man, he has his service. I don't want to burden him with caring for Dad on top of that.
-- Oh, really? Maybe I should talk to him myself when he comes? Maybe then our saintly-impeccable-successful little knight will have a conscience? How much pay does he get anyway? And we're here practically living hand to mouth, with three children!
-- Oh, come on, we have one of the best plots and richest houses in the village. Others don't even have that.
-- In the village, do you hear yourself?! – the woman almost howled. – You know, the old man's right about one thing. You're not just a failure, you're an idiot too.
Dad needed saving. Deliberately making the floorboards creak, Fortis entered the living room, and his parents froze in awkward silence.
-- When did Uncle Silantis say he'd come? – the young man asked at random, uncomfortable standing silently under the adults' gaze.
-- Oh, he promised to be here around noon, -- Indis perked up immediately. -- Mara, is everything ready for the guests?
-- This and that, a couple of things still to do in the kitchen…
-- Well, go and do them then, in case he arrives early. Meanwhile, my son and I will go clean the stable and bring some oats from the barn.
-- Silantis will probably stay for about a week, we'll go hunting. Are you coming with us, just in case?
-- You bet.
-- Good, you need to get out. Why so gloomy, did the old man lecture you about life again?
-- Uh-huh.
-- Well, he doesn't teach bad things, that's true. But hearing it again and again… Yeah, I remember it well. And what a heavy hand he had! When I left the Order, he thrashed me so hard I couldn't get out of bed for a week. He's calmed down now. Ah, old age, even the strongest can't escape it…

"He talks as if he's remembering the best moments of his life. Though – strength is strength, it deserves respect in any form," Custolus thought to himself.
-- Dad, so why didn't you stay in the Order after all?
-- Well, at one point I just realized – it wasn't for me, my heart wasn't in it. And when you feel something isn't yours – why do it? I just got up and left.
-- But isn't it a bad thing?
-- And is working the land a bad thing? A good thing – you feel it in your gut, whether you're living right or not. There are many paths to righteousness – the Order's mantle and readiness to cut down pagans day and night aren't the only way to become a worthy man, and that's probably the only thing your grandpa is truly wrong about. Or were you thinking of joining the Order yourself?
-- I don't know.
-- You should know by now. It's your life. Well, Silantis will come – you'll talk.
"It's my life, but I don't know any other – just plowing the field and pounding oats. Maybe this is it. But looking at those two… no matter what grandpa says, I often feel my father has achieved much more in life. He somehow manages to live the way he wants, while still living up to every conceivable virtue."
 
Silantis arrived exactly at noon, and the whole family, except Fortis's younger brother and sister, gathered at the table. His uncle had changed a lot in the few years since their last meeting – he had grown thinner, his hair was turning grey, and his former stately bearing was gone. He seemed to have aged a whole decade and now looked older than Indis, though in reality it was the opposite.
-- Well, brother, go on, tell us how life is.
-- Life… -- the old man mimicked. – Let him first report to his father how the service is going, how the Order is faring. What about it, will there be war?
-- The service goes on as usual, and the Order is as it should be. And the war against the pagans, Father, is always ongoing, we're just not fighting openly right now.
-- That's good! That means we're always on combat alert, that's right! Alright, you can continue talking about your lives…
-- So, um… I was in Sakurumoria for the last two months. As a private individual, -- Silantis hastened to add in response to his brother's surprised look. – I wanted to see old Orion.
-- And?
-- I'd say, "quite impressive," and that wouldn't explain even a hundredth of it. A shame I'm not a silver-tongue or a poet, but I'll tell it as best I can.
 
--… But I wasn't only in Orion, I was also in the capital. And there's a very interesting piece of news, I'd even say an opportunity, for your eldest.
Fortis choked.
-- Take a look, brother, -- Silantis handed Indis a crumpled newspaper. – Where it says about NAILS.
-- Well, well… A military academy… quotas for foreigners… You know, I like it.
-- Let me see, -- Mara tried to snatch the newspaper from her husband, but only tore it. – Where exactly are you two planning to send our son?
-- We, Mara, aren't planning to send anyone anywhere. It's him who might go or not.
-- If he passes the exam, of course.
-- Oh, so I don't need to worry?
-- His grades were excellent.
-- By the standards of our backwater?
-- Hey, hey, -- the grandfather joined the conversation. – Send my grandson… Where? To that den of pagans? Silantis, I was hoping at least one of my sons wasn't a fool…
-- A very prestigious institution, and a military one at that, Father.
-- The Order is the only prestigious military organization for a thinking man.
They argued for a long time, with Fortis himself sitting silently, not quite understanding the issue, until his father banged on the table and shouted:
-- Shut up, all of you! Fortis!
-- Sir! – the young man even jumped in his chair from surprise.
-- Will you go study abroad at a military academy?
-- I will.
-- Decision made, -- sighing, Indis sank into his chair and handed his son the newspaper. – We should have started with that. Silantis, can you get another couple of months off if needed? Help him there, with the paperwork, the money, or Risha knows with the Sakurumorian bureaucrats…
 
Reaching his hand out for the ball flying towards him, Fortis misjudged his balance and fell to the ground.
-- What's this ballet, Fortis?
-- Ah, just tired today. One thing after another piled on, -- Fortis dusted himself off and sat down on an old log lying near the field, which had served as a bench for the village boys playing ball there for years. – Break time.
-- Alright, let's sit.
Fortis's three friends: Remus, Ramus, and Custolus, sat down to rest.
-- My uncle came today. And long story short… he suggested sending me to a military academy in Sakurumoria.
-- Cool… -- Ramus said uncertainly. – And where is that exactly?
-- Well, and you? – asked Remus.
-- I agreed. If everything goes well, they'll send me there for two years.
-- And after that? Like, you'll be a Sakurumorian officer or something?
-- Risha knows. I think there's no oath required or anything like that.
-- Well, we've got to celebrate this! – Custolus, the oldest of the group, started rummaging in his bag. – As it happens, I had something here…
He brought out a hefty pitcher.
-- What's that?
-- Beer, -- the owner replied, as if it were perfectly obvious.
-- Have you lost your mind, that's forbidden!
-- It's not forbidden, just a bit restricted… And anyway, meat and wine do no harm as long as faith is strong in your heart. – It was said so earnestly and with such a pious expression that Custolus's friends burst out laughing.
-- I don't recall that quote from any sermons…
-- Of course you don't, Remus, you're always asleep during them.
-- Actually, there is such a quote. Only it's from some novel, not the scripture.
-- See, listen to Fortis, he's the learned one. When will we get together like this again?
-- I'm not leaving today or tomorrow, you know.
-- Still, it's a big event in our friend's life, worth having a little drink for. Let's head to the river, sit around, do some fishing.
-- Let's go, the weather's good today! – Fortis was delighted with the idea. He always felt awkward announcing news, and it was good Custolus came up with a way to unwind. – Got the gear?
-- Do me a favor, -- Custolus pulled a large coil of fishing line with hooks from his pocket.
-- It's getting late. I'm going home, -- Ramus declared.
-- Well, go then! Remus, at least you're not ditching us?
-- I won't, I won't.
Remus frowned, staring at the small fire the three had lit by the riverbank. They hadn't managed to catch anything, and the evening was warm and windless, but they'd lit the fire anyway, out of habit. His two friends sat motionless, taking small sips of the brew straight from the pitcher, and only he couldn't settle down, fidgeting, constantly tossing small sticks into the flames, asking Fortis a mountain of questions, and now decided the time had come for the most important one.
-- Listen, Fortis, are you sure about this? Maybe forget Sakurumoria? They say people are constantly getting shot in the streets there, crime, immorality, corruption. And they oppress Orionists, they say, and anyway…
-- Why are you bringing me down? – Fortis got angry. – Even if I was wrong to decide so hastily, it's already decided. And it's not about what's best, it's about principle. Said – then it shall be done.
-- I actually think a person isn't master of his own fate at all, -- Custolus declared decisively. – Whether here, in Sakurumoria, or anywhere else – everything happens beyond your will, and you're only responsible for your own soul, to not do anything against divine law.
-- Don't give this one any more beer, or he'll talk himself into a lifelong sentence in a cell.
-- I'm just saying you need to be a person, whether in Selene or Sakurumoria.
-- Well, exactly, come what may. Why hesitate? You took it – went abroad, took it – went after a boar with a spear, took it – had a drink with the guys instead of heading home, for heaven's sake. Courage is when you don't stress, you just have that feeling that it's right, and you do it. That's what I think.
-- If I had the chance, I'd go too… But the last money went to buying a cow…
The group fell silent. It wasn't the best topic, and they spent another half hour in silence, only the crackling of the fire breaking the stillness of the autumn evening.
-- Come on, it's all just dreams, Rem, -- Custolus broke the silence after another gulp. – If any of us can get into the academy, it's Fortis. We wouldn't pass the exams, and what for? No matter how you look at it, we're a different breed. Simple folk.
-- Don't talk nonsense.
-- What, is it not true? You have a father with money, and a brother and sister growing up, but what about us? Remus is the only son in his family, I have no one but my grandmother, who's on her last legs, and I have to run the whole farm alone. What future do we have, what prospects?
-- Better pass the beer.
-- It's finished, -- Custolus grumbled, tipping the remaining contents of the pitcher into his mouth.
-- Well, let's head home then, it's pitch dark already.
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1. You are a traveler who has stopped to catch your breath and recover in a demon village you came across on your way. You were received very well, but at some point during your stay, a detachment of demon hunters appeared at the village's threshold. The leader of the detachment offers you to leave in peace and allow him to carry out his mission. Without your help, the village will most likely be destroyed, whereas your participation guarantees the demons' victory, but at the cost of risking your life. What will you do and why?
a) Follow the hunter leader's instructions.
b) Stay on the demons' side.
c) Beg the hunters to retreat.
d) Help the hunters destroy the demons.
e) Your own option.

G. Logically – the laws of hospitality are universal, and the feud between demons and hunters is a personal matter; accordingly, a random traveler should not interfere. In reality, this is not a question of logic or even ethics, but solely of one's attitude towards life. Does the traveler have a goal for which they must live? If so, let them go towards it without hesitation, and by taking a risk in such a situation, they act not as a brave person, but as someone who sacrifices what is important for what is secondary. If not, they will be a coward if they back down. Logically, I repeat, they would act correctly, but how thin is the line between a reasonable decision and the self-justifications of the faint-hearted! For every situation where one needs to stake their life, there are many reasonable reasons not to do so, and against them there is a single inner feeling that you did the right thing. And for myself, I decide this: if I die, then the dead man knows no torment or doubt; if not, I will live the rest of my life with a clear conscience. And since my convictions oblige me to support my brothers in faith, I will choose option D. 

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2. You are the captain of the city watch and are investigating the murder of your subordinates in broad daylight.

Apparently, Rusha is the real leader of the criminal organization disguised as a mercenary squad, while Ailis is merely a figurehead leader, taking the brunt of the blow, in this case of justice, in Rusha's stead. Nicholas uncovered the true state of affairs, and either carrying out personal revenge against Rusha, who had wronged him or his loved ones, or being an agent of a competing criminal group, tried to eliminate the leader but underestimated the other members of the group, and his efforts were in vain. He shot at Rusha and was killed by Rulka. Since no other traces of gunpowder were found, Voynolyuba did not take part directly in the fight.

Apparently, Nicholas had some compromising information on Rusha, which is why his body was thoroughly searched. And they didn't have time to destroy the compromising information — that's why the gang members attacked the guards, fearing that a search would lead to even worse consequences than being charged with triple murder. However, it can be assumed that the body was stripped purely for loot — but this still makes it obvious that their consciences are not clear, since they didn't even consider the possibility of cooperating with the guard. The gang members showed amazing determination in covering for their leader — from Guk, who gave his life back then, to Ailis, Rulka, and Themis, who, aware of the inevitability, did not even try to justify themselves, hoping that at least their leader would remain above suspicion. In her testimony, Noelle primarily whitewashes herself (a natural reaction) and her leader (for the same reasons the three mentioned above refused to answer — just a different tactic). Ilkel's situation is similar, but due to weakness of spirit, he could not produce as plausible a story as Noelle.
Panz, apparently, really did join the squad recently and did not undergo the same ideological indoctrination as the others, which is why he revealed too much about the squad's activities. Judging by his remarks, he is an ordinary outcast of society, a common bandit, not a mafioso. 
Voynolyuba remains the most mysterious figure. It could be either a special confidant of Rusha, used for recruiting and indoctrinating people like Panz, or she herself could be like the latter — a recent member of the gang who knows nothing about the true state of affairs. Actually, the testimony shows that she is either a "fool" or disguises herself perfectly as one.
Summary:
Rusha — criminal leader
Ailis — his most trusted subordinate, representative, and living shield
Guk, Rulka, Themis — fanatical militants, rank-and-file members of the group
Noelle, Ilkel — rank-and-file group members, probably not ideologically trained
Panz — new gang member
Voynolyuba — uncertain.

Rusha, Voynolyuba, and Ilkel did not directly participate in the murders.

Fortis wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead.
"First, a moral dilemma that is terrifying to imagine how those who are unsteady in their faith solve, now a detective story where you need to figure out in half an hour what usually takes weeks. Yes... you can feel the level of the organization."

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3. You are a traveler who has taken a job from the mayor of City M; your duties are patrolling the surroundings and detaining/eliminating violators. In a forest near City M, you find a group of violators, which also includes the mayor's son. During negotiations, it turns out that the mayor plans to kill a large number of people to magically improve his health, and the violators are trying to stop him. The violators offer to part ways peacefully, what do you do?

A criminal caught red-handed will always squirm like an eel and whine like a beaten dog, just to avoid punishment. I will carry out my duties without hesitation. 

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4. You are a student at the military academy of a powerful empire, and on one holiday, unexpectedly but with all due solemnity, the Empress herself, surrounded by her retinue, visits its halls. It is expected that you and the other students will approach Her Majesty, kneel, touch her boot with your lips, carefully wipe it with a handkerchief, thank her for such an honor, and accept a wrapped gift. What will you do?

I will probably laugh, out loud and with pleasure. It's good when sovereigns are not devoid of a sense of humor — you'd have to come up with something like that.

"Such an easy question. Either they gave it on purpose to let us rest, or it's a trick question."

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5. You are a princess of a small kingdom whose capital has a crime problem. While patrolling the city streets, you notice a suspicious group of foreigners. Trying to stop them for questioning, one of them begins to insult and threaten you in every way. In your hands (or rather, the hands of the group of riders accompanying you) lies the fate of this man and his companions, how will you act and why?
a) Arrest the insolent one, demand an apology in writing.
b) Arrest everyone, demand an apology in writing.
c) Arrest the insolent one, let him sit in the dungeon for a year.
d) Arrest everyone, let them sit in the dungeon for a year.
e) Execute the insolent one.
f) Execute everyone.
g) Subject the insolent one to cruel torture.
h) Subject everyone to cruel torture.
i) Be impressed by his courage and marry him.
j) Your own option.

K. Subject everyone except the insolent one himself to cruel torture. The latter will be given the most luxurious reception, like a dear guest, and I will interrogate him like this: unhurriedly and friendly. Moreover, he will see the torment of his comrades, and they will see his. This way I will surely find out who these people are and who their leader is — apparently this very insolent one — and then I will decide whether to execute or pardon them. The punishment for the insolent one will most likely be being beaten to death by his former subordinates or comrades, but it will be all the more surprising if that doesn't happen.
"It seems the old man taught that military justice is something like this. Think about it — what can torment one more than conscience, really?"

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6. You are a citizen of an empire with great class inequality, and you have the opportunity to join one of the political factions to change the order of things in the country. Which faction's goals are closest to you (you can determine your own social status in this society)?

G) Good is the leader who firmly believes in his strength and his right. No words and no promises can win the support that a strong person will gain without unnecessary promises and political debate, and there is no greater force than the force of faith.

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7. While traveling through the desert with your friends, you come across a merchant. He offers to buy some unknown fruits from him at a favorable price. According to him, they taste very nasty, but are extremely beneficial for health. Will you taste them?

No. A merchant is a professional deceiver, but the person described in this situation lies like a schoolboy. Even if he told the truth, an extra measure of moderation taken will strengthen the body better than any fruit.

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8. In your opinion, what are the pros and cons of being tall or short and having large/small breasts? What role do these physical characteristics play in our society and on the battlefield?

A tall person seems more substantial, but only if they are not too thin, otherwise they look ridiculous. A short person is perceived as non-threatening, peaceful, which can be advantageous… — the pen paused for a second, — for politicians, traders… — another pause. – for all those who need to give the impression of a person easy to trust. In battle, one can assume that a short person is harder to hit from a distance, but a tall person can handle large weapons more easily, a tall person moves faster, and has an advantage in melee combat. All this should not matter in mass combat, where discipline, physical and special training, good equipment are important, and where every soldier is part of a whole, and it is completely unimportant how good they are in one-on-one combat. Thus, command should pay attention to the rational assignment of fighters to positions according to their physical characteristics.

"Forgot about the question about breasts"
Fortis felt himself blushing. All he could do was cover his face with his hand, as if in thought, and hope the examiner wouldn't notice.

I cannot judge the influence of breast size on combat potential. For the perception of a woman in society, such a characteristic hardly has any significance, unless we are talking about representatives of professions that are not mentioned in polite society.

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9. State your thoughts on Sakuratoria.

Having arrived only recently, I could not form a comprehensive opinion about Sakuratoria; it is only obvious that it is a powerful state, offering excellent prospects for capable people and combining both loyalty to traditions and the capacity for progress.
"Also, they don't pray like we do here, dress indecently, live unwisely, and in general everything looks like a terrible mess, but these are details."

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10. What are your expectations for your time at NAILS?

To become a qualified specialist, to broaden my general horizons.