Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

Having carefully listened to Caladium's answers, Futaba summarizes:
- And as a "decisive action," you chose neither the gathering and clarification of information, nor the dispatching of an observer, nor a personal visit and attempt at dialogue, nor even a covert assassination or at least taking me captive to remove me from the game—which could have happened during any of my numerous solitary treks through Alma—but instead, the staging of a terrorist attack on the grounds of the school, for whose well-being you supposedly care. On a holiday, amidst a crowd of civilians, carried out by deceived commoners, risking the lives of other guests and students, resulting in human deaths... - having said all this, she clicked her tongue, turned away, and exhaled slowly, trying to maintain her composure, before continuing. - ...basing these deliberations on the words of Aoriha Traba—the son of an aristocrat from the unfriendly Levizia, if I may add—a man of the lowest moral character, who, among other things, personally robbed three of those very same "morally tormented" returnees of their money, for which he was subsequently held disciplinarily accountable by my confidants. I presume he omitted this particular detail of his school life from his story?.. And his father, among other events, sponsored the staging of this very terrorist attack.
Exhaling sharply again, turning away and waiting a few seconds, Futaba shook her head. She had grown accustomed to the naivety of Levizia and the old man's recklessness, but she had expected that the eldest son, a contender for the throne, despite his hot-headedness, would be capable of rational actions by virtue of his age and status. But as it seemed, boundless power, a life of luxury, and along with them, black magic—all these factors had negatively affected the Starlit tree to one degree or another. Or perhaps this was the least losing strategy to cover his true motives, devised by Caladium, but even so—at the moment of explanation, she felt like grabbing two toothpicks and piercing her own eardrums with them. She didn't even need to try and distort his words in her favor—everything he uttered only buried him deeper, even without her intention. He was practically talking himself into an immediate execution.
Calming her temper, the queen continues:
- I will say nothing about Sisnemis—regarding his disappearance, to my shame, I know nothing, and the news that he has been killed is currently new to me. I shall conduct a thorough investigation into this matter, although I already have suspicions, given the period during which he "left the school," as we were told. As for Ignatius Varlong, Dion Villa... I presume news of the April incident never reached you? That is strange, as it was a high-profile case; I believe it might have even been written about in the newspapers. Have you ever heard the name of Carvia Imas and what she is famous for? A Grandmaster of magic in Sakuromoria and a teacher at NAILS, a person of many talents and a curious scientific mind. Or rather, she was, before she died, - Futaba fell silent for a few seconds, thinking of how to describe the situation as it stood then without descending into a crude or low-brow tone, but in the end, she phrased it more simply. - She cut off Ignatius Varlong's head and threw it into a trash can in Alma. The head was found by my classmates.
She gave this information a few seconds to sink in.
- But not with her own hands, but through the hands of Dion Villa, whom she had brought under her control. Later that same evening, Dion attempted to attack another student but was killed by him in self-defense. And a bit later, that same evening, an unknown individual engaged in combat on school grounds with one of the teachers patrolling the area. Fortunately, with the help of dedicated students, the teacher managed to defeat the stranger—and that stranger turned out to be Carvia Imas. The subsequent investigation by the school showed and proved her involvement in organizing these murders. The investigation was conducted by the entire teaching staff, headed by your daughter and Duncan Mandragora—I assume this man should be known to you. Such was the April incident, which led to the deaths of two students and one teacher, - the queen crossed her arms over her chest. - Where were you, with your concern for the students' well-being? After all, you only had to cross a body of water to be here. Perhaps you were attending to some very important state affairs or were on a business trip. That is understandable. Or perhaps you simply didn't receive a fee from a "respected person," and therefore decided not to look into it?
The question hung in the air for a while.
- But let us return to the omissions. Now comes the "best part"—regarding the disappearances-returns, my appearance in the registry, and everything else. Rodik mentioned "gifts" distributed to the students by the crown. Therefore, I assume the information regarding the content of this conference has already been conveyed to all present? Or not yet?.. Is there a need for further clarification on any questions?

—...Well, it was a very unexpected and pleasant surprise! —Nira continued. —To be honest, I haven't even seen such inventions for sale. It will be interesting to test them in the upcoming competitions. I hope this isn't some kind of rare, unique development, otherwise I'll feel awkward... —she added, walking between the shelves with goods. —By the way, regarding rarities. I recently came across a curious museum prototype, maybe you would be interested in taking a look? —with these words, Nira placed a three-barreled weapon on the counter. —But I have some concerns that this thing won't explode in someone's hands during the competition or something. And I wonder if improvements and modifications will spoil it, after all, we need to preserve its presentable exhibition appearance. Maybe you can advise me, Mrs. Bless?

By the way, Futaba's portrait should have an effect – protection against redirecting negative effects away from her.

I guess I should have brought Ixora with me to Fute...

“While this doesn’t absolve me of moral responsibility for what happened, I tasked my brother with resolving the issue, leaving the methods of resolution up to him. Therefore, although the picture of events you described is accurate, it contains many assumptions, particularly regarding my motivations and the extent of my involvement in planning what occurred. This must be understood.” He adjusts his neck scarf and continues. “The story of Carvia Imas and her actions within the academy is intriguing, but at this time, I don’t see any compelling arguments in favor of its veracity. You say an investigation was conducted? Were the motives for these crimes established? Why was the head of the investigation, namely Duncan Mandragora, subsequently dismissed? Could it be that the presence of an experienced, competent, and loyal general in the academy’s staff was problematic for you? Levizia, despite all her positive qualities, is still a young and naive girl, and therefore she could easily have believed a well-crafted conspiracy.” Caladium takes out a handkerchief and wipes the blood from his forehead. “As for the ‘gifts,’ it all looks like an attempt to buy the silence and support of the victims at the expense of honest taxpayers.”

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“...In short, it was a very unexpected and pleasant surprise!” Nira continued. “I must admit, I haven’t even seen such inventions for sale. It will be interesting to test them in the upcoming Competitive event. I hope these aren’t some rare, unique developments, otherwise I’ll feel awkward...” she added, walking between the shelves of goods. “By the way, regarding rarities. I recently came across a curious museum prototype; perhaps you would be interested in taking a look?” With these words, Nira placed a three-barreled weapon on the counter. “But I have some concerns that this thing might explode in someone’s hands during the competition or something. And I wonder if improvements and modifications will spoil it, as it’s important to preserve its presentable exhibition appearance. Maybe you can advise me, Mrs. Bless?”

“I remember that one. I wonder how it ended up with you...?” She carefully examines the weapon, making a couple of test shots at the target. “I didn’t find any flaws in the design or functions, so there’s nothing to worry about. As for improvements, it depends on what you mean by ‘spoil.’ If it’s necessary to completely preserve the original appearance of the ‘Cerberus’ from 3995, then I wouldn’t recommend modernizing it. On the other hand, the external differences won’t be that significant.”

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While waiting for Leila, Toad practices willpower by recalling memories of Ladia and resisting indecent thoughts (3 OS in the club).

Futaba looks at Levezia, then at the king, to read the emotions on their faces after such a statement.

While waiting for Leila, Toad practices willpower by reminiscing about Ladia and resisting indecent thoughts (3 willpower points gained).

Since there was still some time left before the agreed-upon meeting with Toad to head to the royal villa together, Leila decided to visit the establishment that had opened in place of "Ira's Arsenal." Although the idea of renting things didn't immediately appeal to her for a number of reasons, she still spent money on reading the fourth and fifth issues (in that order) of "Castellione Castle." In her case, it was still cheaper than buying an issue for a one-time read and returning it to the library. And after that, when the right time came, the time mage headed to the place she had arranged to meet with Toad.

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Futaba looks at Levisia, then at the king, to read the emotions on their faces after such a statement.

Levisia blushed with shame, covered her face with her hands, and pretended she wasn't there.

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Ixora Abutilion    93    930

Futaba looks at Levisia, then at the king, to read the emotions on their faces after such a statement.

Levisia looks at the table, periodically raising her head and showing her flushed cheeks, and the king, judging by all appearances, wasn't really listening to the essence of the conversation, but rather enjoying listening to Futaba's voice and expressions.

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Since there was still some time left before the agreed-upon meeting with Toad, in order to go together to the royal villa, Leila decided to visit the establishment that was open in the place of "Ira's Arsenal". Although the very idea of renting things didn't appeal to her right away for a number of reasons, she still spent money on reading the fourth and fifth issues (in that order) of "Castle Castillon". In her case, it was still cheaper than buying an issue for a one-time read and returning it to the library. And after that, when the right time came, the time-traveler headed to the place appointed with Toad.

Varya thanks him and hurries to follow in the indicated direction, relieved to get rid of the feeling that she had just been talking to an older sister (strange, because the refitter never had any older sisters).

Guillotine Claymore Damage: 80 One-time use: 199 reaks Knight Spear Damage: 60 +60 to health One-time use: 199 reaks Eclipse Saber Damage: 60 Opponent's evasion is reduced by half. One-time use: 199 reaks Whirlwind Sabre Damage: 50 Additional attack One-time use: 199 reaks Retribution Rapier Counterattack after successful evasion Damage: 50 One-time use: 199 reaks Boulder Mace Damage: 70 One-time use: 199 reaks Snake Dagger Damage: 40 Poison, poison, poison. One-time use: 199 reaks Sadist Whip Damage: 40 +1 to damage for each unit of the opponent's will. One-time use: 199 reaks Bloodthirsty Axe Damage: 80 Used with two hands. One-time use: 199 reaks Punishment Warhammer Damage: 65 +1 to AP, +10 to defense, +3 to accuracy, +5% to critical hit chance, +3 to will. One-time use: 199 reaks Dragon Glaive Damage: 80 One-time use: 199 reaks Metamorphosis Battle Scythe Damage: 40 +10 to damage each round up to +50. One-time use: 199 reaks Guardian Crossbow Range: 6 Damage: 50 Automatic attack on those who appear in the line of fire (once per turn of the one who goes). One-time use: 199 reaks Record with a national melody of Sakuramoria One listen: 39 reaks "New Manism", Lolenko M. One read: 299 reaks Biography of Moechi Castillon Starlit One read: 1199 reaks Magazine "Castle Castillon", fourth issue One read: 199 reaks Magazine "Castle Castillon", fifth issue One read: 199 reaks Furniture for decorations Slots [3/3] Month of use: 699 reaks Furniture for decorations Slots [2/2] Month of use: 249 reaks Divine treatise of Eolia 299 reaks

After Varya's visit, the prices of magazines increased slightly.

Borrowing 20 planks from Vari, who was passing by, and paying (with a discount) for reading two issues, Leila notes that it would be good for Vari to include a subscription to the magazine in the library's reading list. After that, she heads to a meeting with Toad.

...Not much is known about the vampires of Telekia, especially outside the northern continent, but it is reliably known that they do not have reproductive functions (if one doesn't consider turning other people into vampires). Nevertheless, the limitations of the vampire organism did not stop, but rather stimulated the curiosity of scientists, some of the most twisted minds in this world. Once, a clandestine scientific community in Refetia managed to capture a female Telekian, on whom they subsequently conducted a great many diverse experiments, one of which was an attempt to recreate human reproductive functions in the subject's body and subsequent childbirth. The result of this experiment was Kalatea Akodam. Unfortunately for the scientists, the original subject exhausted her resources and was disposed of, so they had to turn their attention to the newborn.


Kalatea became a kind of half-breed. Being stronger than a simple human, she still did not possess the same destructive power as the rulers of Telekia. At the same time, she could fight against wounds, diseases, and unwanted effects of old age by absorbing foreign blood into her body, which was facilitated by her developed fangs. Sunlight only irritated her, but no more than that.


Having escaped from the researcher-torturers (and killing many of them in the process), Kalatea tried to find her place in the world, but for a long time, these attempts ended as soon as the people around her found out who she really was. Her wanderings and mental anguish ended only with a meeting with King Moech of Castiglione Starlight, who accepted and loved her for who she was...


For His Majesty, she performs a variety of duties, from accompanying him on business trips to cleaning in his private chambers, etc.

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- You're right about that, - the queen nods. - The gifts to the victims, both directly and indirectly, are nothing more than the crown's attempt to make amends to the students and the country for its mistakes at NAILS. Of course, someone might say that, given the circumstances of a magical absolute monarchy, it shouldn't do so, and the people should simply accept whatever it does, but I find that unfair and unhealthy, capable of sowing completely unnecessary seeds of discord between the working class and the ruling class, especially in such an unprecedented situation. Don't you think? I'm speaking as someone of humble origins - one of my defining advantages.
Futa smiled easily, and then, in response to Caladium's vague gaze, sighed and continued:
- I really don't want to rehash the same thing for the tenth time, but I guess I have to... Our school was founded with the stated purpose of nurturing a new generation of talented young people who would help Sakuramor help reach a new level of prosperity and build a bright future with their own hands, or something like that, as they said at the opening ceremony. To that end, they hired very qualified teachers and appointed your daughter, a woman of many talents, to a leadership position. But that's just what was announced to the public. In reality, all of us, unknowingly, became subjects of technomagical experiments. Experiments that no one would voluntarily agree to. A bunch of weak and vulnerable individuals... Rats in a maze.
She cast an icy glance at the old man before continuing.
- All of this was planned and sanctioned by the crown, with Imas as the theorist and executor. Unfortunately for her - and fortunately for us - she was killed. By this very blade, - the queen raised the hilt of the school katana to the light. - Duncan Mandragora closed the investigation and gave us no answers, although there were many questions. At the time, it seemed strange, but we had no choice but to accept that outcome. But over time, of course, everything fell into place. A couple of months later, there were elections for the post of school president, and I also ran as a candidate. Duncan Mandragora counted the votes and gave me a clearly fabricated victory with a mocking lead over all the other candidates. After that, he staged a sadistic ceremony in which he forced my classmates to kiss my loafers and swear allegiance under threat of death. He shot one of the dissenting students. He almost chopped another one with a sword and threatened to deal with several others. He justified all this by the will of the crown. It was for this that he was later fired. That butcher has no place in a school, but in a penal colony. Fortunately, the King's people eventually realized that something was wrong and took responsibility for resolving the situation. And then he himself appeared, making me happy with the revelation that he had taken me as his wife. And we all lived happily ever after... - glancing at Levisia, Futa decided to skip the subsequent unpleasant part of the story, which involved her. - ...until you two staged another bloodbath at the school. I had almost managed to smooth over the previous situation. Several sunny months had passed, and the students had begun to make new memories. But you stirred up this sore and poked it with a calloused finger, - Futa looked at Caladium with a frown. - The crown has already damaged its own reputation, and the school's reputation, to a great extent. Do you realize how much more fuel you've added to the fire? Of course, the only way to save face for the crown, and the school itself, was to offer a bribe. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to keep the students there, let alone the uproar from the plebs when they read about it in the newspaper.
Having finished her story, she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her "son".
- Now, tell me, how do you and Rhododendron intend to take responsibility for what you've done?

Indeed, here we have the "Castellione Castle," and each installment features some kind of monstrous experiment. Considering the situation with NAILS, it's actually quite logical. But there was still something amusing about the fact that the extravagant photographs were often accompanied by descriptions that were far from extravagant, but much more interesting. It was also amusing to read this against the backdrop of the conflict between Refitea and "Altinea," which was "conducting inhumane experiments." One could only guess what other experiments this underground society had managed to carry out, or what experiments its surviving members were still conducting. And it was worth keeping information about such "communities" in mind, just in case the idea of visiting Refitea ever occurred to them. Just in case. But that was still far off, and the time for training with the chief experimenter of Sakuramorii, His Majesty, was slowly approaching. Therefore, it was worth hurrying to the agreed-upon place with Toad, so as not to make anyone wait.

“Is this true, Father?” Caladium directs a dejected gaze at his parent. “Everything that was just said? About the experiments, about the murders…?” “Well, yes, so what?” “But how… Why…?” “A strange question. As if I need a reason for something like that…” the king muttered to himself. “It was all for Sakuramoria, son. Fortunately, dear Futaba made me reconsider, and I abandoned the continuation of the experiment, so considering your expressed position, you should be thanking her, not scolding her! Although, what’s the point, you’re not even worthy to kiss the ground beneath her feet, ugh!” Moechi gathers saliva in his mouth and spits at his son across the dining table, hitting him right in the face. “Well, speak up, you beast, how are you going to take responsibility?” “Grandfather! Futaba! Please…” Levizia suddenly jumps up from the table and bows her head before the heads of the family. “It’s my fault… I should have somehow conveyed the information about what happened to Father so that this misunderstanding wouldn’t have occurred… If you want to punish him or Uncle Rhododendron in any way, let that punishment be directed at me!”