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Mana listened thoughtfully to the presidential speech, while Ixors and Dinorsis showed serious expressions, Duke was enthusiastic, and Elliot was very enthusiastic, captivated by how Futaba played with a strand of her hair. — Praise Mana,” Duke interrupted the silence, “this is a wonderful proposal! When I heard it during the presidential campaign, I wasn’t entirely convinced of the need for such a committee, but after hearing everything now and in detail, I can’t help but support this idea! I’m not the most competent fighter, to my shame, so I’m not sure about my ability to influence the behavior of others, but I’m sure that my medical skills will be useful for our common cause. — Given that I am a foreigner, as well as the entire unpleasant history of this academy, I would not like to have anything to do with its administration, but setting aside my personal opinion, you still need someone to represent the opinion of foreign students, so I agree to provide my assistance.
"At Claire's" Work as a waitress. Girls only. Uniform with a neckline, mini skirt, and thigh-high stockings. 1 AP. Pay 200.
"Ira's Arsenal" Work as a warehouse keeper. Need to keep track of goods in the warehouse, carry heavy items, etc. 1 AP. Pay 175.
"Plantago" Work as a collector of medicinal herbs. Need to understand plant properties and collect medicinal herbs. 1 AP. Pay: int*15.Author
NAILS has received a request to transfer a student from PRUA (the first regional university of Armeria).
Mira Axial Date of birth: 10.08.3979 Place of birth: Armeria, Sakumorria. Height: 150 cm. Gender: female. Category: III Blood type: III
A student at PRUA (the first regional university of Armeria), she decided to transfer to NAILS to reunite with her childhood friends — James Vishnya and Nage Asaliant, with whom she attended the same school.
Her background is unremarkable; she was born and lives in a family of simple, honest, and hardworking peasants.
Futabe also received a sealed report from the 39th Brigade, which Levizia apparently did not read.
We report to Your Majesty that we have recorded the following instances of extortion by students: - Aorih Traba (Class IV) - Jaym Vishnya (Class IV) - Neige Assaliant (Class IV)
They extorted a total of 2391 reiks from the following students: - Jin Silva (Class III) - Stella Horst (Class II) - Yukka Telltail (Class V)
Neves Sipe, sergeant of the fifth regiment of the 39th Infantry Brigade "Vasilyok."
imagine spending years toiling away at a tedious, soul-crushing job, or ending up in jail for a pittance earned from your meager student allowance.
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- Evaluating from the perspective of the characters.
1. 7 As they say, you can endlessly watch three things, and the current image features one of them. The only thing this picture lacks is scale: although I'm not sure if there are mountain waterfalls within the academy... 🤔 Otherwise, I can only praise the work of the photographer: I've never seen any other "moving" pictures in my life. 👍
3. 7 Architecture isn't really my thing, but in this case, the photo turned out to be truly very nice and pleasing to the eye, so it would be unfair to lower the score based on my own sense of beauty.
4. 4 A cute and inspiring picture, but in my opinion, it lacks some kind of "spark"; the landscape looks too monotonous, no matter how bright it is. 😞
5. 5 There's nothing to criticize or praise in this photo.
6. 6 A pleasant landscape and a cute girl against the backdrop of a summer sea... But it seems that the photographers lacked diligence and effort, because the overall picture creates a feeling of awkwardness and incompleteness. A little more effort and confidence, and it could have been a very good work. 😇
7. 9 I once listed the most common types of photos, and I'm very happy to see that someone has managed to capture each of these categories and create something unique. Therefore, I must highly appreciate the work of the photographer and the ingenuity of the team that created this picture. 😘
8. 6 I read that photos of this kind of "seemingly random" style are quite popular because they convey genuine natural emotions and colors, but I, to my shame, am not a big fan of them. In my opinion, images should emphasize the best aspects of the "subject" chosen for the picture. Although, perhaps with the spread of this kind of photography, the category of such "fleeting moments" will become more popular...
9. 3 I'm sorry, but I really don't like insects, especially up close... 🤢
10. 8 Most of the comments from number 7 apply to this picture, except for the too gloomy and monotonous background.
11. 3 Perhaps lovers of quality furniture could appreciate this image, but in my opinion, it would be better if they captured a new collection of summer outfits...
12. 7 In general, the concept itself is not to my taste, but I cannot ignore the high-quality work of the "model": the outfit, hairstyle, and emotions perfectly convey the essence of the image. 😍
13. 8 Unlike other pictures of a similar style, here you can see the quality work of the photographer. Tender leaves of kaoris, bathing in the bloody rays of the setting sun, casting bizarre, almost "magical" highlights, and somewhere in the distance, in the first veil of the night, the towering peaks of the humped mountains rise... I think if the author had chosen something more elaborate as their goal, this could easily have been a maximum score. 😉
-- Thank you for trusting me, Futaba, and you really thought everything through very well, -- Varya said finally. -- It will be an honor for me to work on such a project. Regarding the suggestions, perhaps your last idea about the task board – making it possible for all students to complete tasks from it – is worth considering? But I don't know, there are both pros and cons, and it depends on the tasks themselves. The downside is that if the committee members don't take the lead in providing this kind of help, then what, are they just wasting their time? Figuratively speaking, of course. But the plus is that it could increase trust between students and allow them to form new connections... naturally, without any organized help. But this is all only if it is implemented in the end... ------ /Forgot: Varya checks the star without spending any resources. The reason is simple, no one is inviting her to a resort, but she wants to use the ticket./
Seven candidates for the disciplinary committee, including herself. Seven candidates, two of whom raised certain questions. Barbarian, perhaps, looked intimidating, but she was frankly a terrible negotiator – not someone who could mediate between warring parties. The refit also lacked wisdom. In the situation with the petition, she did not restrain Michael's bad initiative, but joined it. In the situation with the ceremony, she was not only ready to join the other hotheads in their dubious plan, but also encouraged others to do so. Not the most suitable material for such a position, the presence of which in the potential composition made one doubt Futaba's competence. Another candidate, no better than Barbarian, also caused doubts. There is no denying that Elliot was a skilled and talented archer, and for a while he would have been excellent in the role of a silent scarecrow, but not now. Now it was difficult to see him as anything other than a young man unable to cope with his raging hormones. His presence could hardly be justified by anything other than his personal relationship with Futaba. But was this a wise decision on her part? Wouldn't Elliot abuse his new powers? Wouldn't this arouse suspicion from the king? Wouldn't it cause envy? Wouldn't he, in a fit of jealousy, want to get rid of a competitor? After all, the situation with Futaba has gone a little further than the usual cases with His Majesty's favorites – even the girl's surname has been changed from "Sekuhara" to "Starlight" everywhere. And such an appointment of Elliot puts the young man in a very vulnerable position. Unless the king, in another fit of senile dementia, interprets the archer's enthusiasm differently. Leila had no particular complaints about the other candidates, but she was still tormented by doubts. Futaba was certainly right about the useful experience, at least in her specific case. She herself, not least of all, thought about the disciplinary committee in a similar way. The case with Carvia made the Taimanian think carefully about whether Sakuramor would benefit from an organization whose duties would include investigating crimes and detaining dangerous mages. An organization that would bring together, in addition to orthodox magic, and forbidden magical knowledge under other circumstances, in order to develop methods of counteraction and better understand what spellcasters unburdened by morality are capable of. Working on the committee could be the first step in realizing such ambitions. But after the recent revelations, after the king showed his true colors, Leila was not entirely sure that even if her idea came to fruition, the stated goals of such an organization would not simply become a cover. That in reality, this organization itself would not become an Asylum for dangerous mages, only this time subordinate to His Majesty and conducting their research with his permission. And that her personal curiosity and inquisitiveness, the desire to get to the bottom of things, would not outweigh her own principles. Of course, one could hope that the king would not have much time left, but something told Leila that in such a scenario, the problem in the person of the king would be replaced by a civil war. And Futaba, of all people, would not be able to emerge victorious from this war. All her "power" rests solely on the patronage of the elderly monarch of Sakuramor. Setting aside plans for the distant future, in the near future, proximity to the "crown" and an increased scholarship were attractive enough advantages. And maintaining order, no matter what anyone says, was necessary. To keep peers from unnecessary foolishness, if not with a well-chosen word, then with fear. And the idea of a "bulletin board" also had merit, even if it did go beyond the stated competence of the committee. Perhaps the main disadvantage here was the association with a cruel and incompetent administration, as rightly pointed out by Dinorsis, whose past and future mistakes will be associated with you as well. One could hope that Futaba would be able to change the attitude of her peers towards herself, but this was a very optimistic view of things.
— Praise Mana,” Duke interrupted the silence, “this is a wonderful proposal! When I heard it during the presidential campaign, I was not entirely convinced of the need for such a committee, but after hearing everything now and in detail, I cannot help but support this idea! I am, to my shame, not the most competent fighter, so I am not sure of my ability to influence the behavior of others, but I am sure that my medical skills will be useful to our common cause.
- Thank you,” Futaba gave a slight bow. “If the gods will, these skills may not be needed, but still, your presence in the team fills the heart with peace.”Author
— Considering that I am a foreigner, as well as the entire unpleasant history of this academy, I would not like to have anything to do with its administration, but setting aside my personal opinion, you still need someone who will represent the opinion of foreign students, so I agree to provide my assistance.
- Allow me to clarify – despite the fact that this committee exists and nominally functions in a regulated manner within the school, its essence lies in providing the student body with a tool for independent influence, minimally connected with the direct administration. In this regard, my vision for the committee has not changed since the initial idea – students are the ones who know what they need and are able to take care of themselves in the first and foremost way. As for the presence of Levia Caladiumovna, she is more of a “club advisor,” if you will. You can turn to her for advice or information, but she will not direct anyone’s actions. At the opening ceremony, the goals of fostering independence in students and developing skills that will help them make the world around them better were declared. Well, now is the time to back up these promises,” she gave the same bow. “Thank you. Your help will be invaluable.”Author
— Thank you for your trust, Futaba, and you really thought everything out very well,” said Varya finally. “It will be an honor for me to do such work. Regarding the proposals, perhaps your last idea with the task board – should it be possible to make completing tasks from it available to all students?
- Thank you, your expertise will also be useful here,” she made the same gesture. “Regarding the ‘board’ – the original idea was that, in the event of the absence of direct duties due to the calmness of the situation, you could, if possible, help students in some other way, at their optional requests, if there is a desire to do so. In other words, you help your comrades, thereby increasing the degree of mutual assistance within your student body, and they always know that they can turn to you for help. But, as I said, this is just an additional optional idea, thought out to a minimum,” the president shrugged. “In the event of its implementation, you can give it the desired form.
"Farewell, girls... Please," the recruit says almost inaudibly. After waving goodbye to both of them and saying her farewells, she leaves.
Entering the training hall, where Thyme was teaching them how to handle weapons, Barbarian approached a mannequin and began to beat it methodically, using her fists. The recruit was generally capable of fighting in this way, at least on a basic level; you learn a lot when you hang out with the boys. Now, Varya wasn't hitting with rage or frenzy, mindlessly tickling the mannequin; instead, she was hitting slowly, with pauses, but putting maximum effort into each strike. Although the recruit sadly noted to herself that even this way, she could barely harm the straw-filled dummy, and her own knuckles were soon bruised and bleeding to the point of numbness. The girl felt a pang of self-pity for the fact that, despite her good initial potential, she hadn't been able to train her hands into anything other than two long sticks, and her speed, an important characteristic for working with a scythe, left much to be desired. Her combat intuition seemed to be working fine, but she struggled with ordinary conversation; feeling her comrades was an important trait, but Varya was simply friendly, not skilled at conversation. She could justify this by saying that such skills weren't needed in her past, because her previous friends understood everything without words, and, most importantly, they never had situations where a word could hurt someone or create distrust, and their personalities were simple, all raised in the same way. It wasn't like here, where people from all over the country and even from abroad had gathered, and everyone had their own culture. All of this, as well as the king's fault in putting everyone in this situation and doing who knows what to Yukka, so that now even the slightest ill-chosen word gives her a headache, were all pathetic excuses for her incompetence and helplessness – with this thought, Varya hit the mannequin particularly hard with her fist, scattering bloody splashes around. Having released her frustration in this way and catching her breath, she goes to Clivia in the infirmary.
“Did you get into a fight with someone?” One might think that, looking at Vari’s bloodied knuckles, the nurse’s first reaction would be surprise, but her face rather reflected weariness at having more work dumped on her.
/Forgot: Varya checks the star without spending OS. The reason is simple, no one invites her to a resort, but she wants to use her ticket./
— Excuse me. — When Varya arrives at the amusement park, an unknown woman approaches her. — Could you please tell me, is this the uniform of the National Academy named after Levisia Starlight?
-- No... I overdid it during training, -- the refitter said, slightly guilty, refraining from an outright lie that she had simply fallen awkwardly.
Clivia treats Vari's wounds and bandages them. — Be more careful next time, otherwise what's the point of such training? You're only hurting yourself and giving me extra work.
Added 7 minutes later Mana, who had been silent until then, finally gathered her thoughts and spoke confidently. — If you had invited me to this meeting a little earlier, I wouldn't have even shown up, but after spending time together during the photography lesson, it seemed to me that you are just like the rest of us, so I decided to give this initiative a chance. Please forgive me in advance if my words seem too harsh or touch on painful wounds, but I believe that we deserve to know the truth. What is happening at NAILS? What future awaits us? How exactly are you connected to the royal family, and what powers do you have in our country?
Clivia tends to Varya's wounds, bandaging them. — Be more careful next time, otherwise, what's the point of these training sessions? You're only hurting yourself and giving me extra work.
-- I'm sorry... Thank you very much. Initially, Varya planned to combine her visit to the infirmary with a second objective: to find out from Clivia about any specific details regarding Yukki and Stella's illness, so she would know exactly which topics to avoid when talking to them. After careful consideration, however, the girl realized that she didn't trust Clivia enough, and that the conversations should obviously avoid "that particular" period of time, in which case everything would most likely be fine. There were also some doubts about the past; could the girls' tormentors have delved into their minds about what happened before April? Or about some specific, unrelated topics? But in the end, Varya decided to assess the situation and, in general, not burden anyone with unnecessary information. Speech is silver, but silence is gold. She thanks Clivia again and says goodbye.Author
— Excuse me. — When Varya arrives at the amusement park, an unknown woman addresses her. — May I ask if this is the uniform of the Levizia Starlight National Academy?
Thinking that now she will have to spend Action Points, Varya replies to the traveler: -- Yes, it is... Good day.
— That’s great, yes, hello. My name is Zlada Arving, and I’m an independent journalist. Would you mind spending a few minutes answering some questions?
-- Nope, I'm not sharing our OS with just anyone, -- he replies and walks away. -- Well, I don't know, do you have a license? In any case, you should contact the director, Her Highness, so she can schedule a meeting for you, a press conference, if you will. Formality doesn't hurt; we are a serious establishment.