Miko took out her gohei, chanted a short norito, and performed a purification ritual, hoping to cleanse the air of this place from the dirty, brownish-swampy aura that remained after the watchman. Deciding that she had seen enough of the world for now, she went into town in search of a relatively decent, not too expensive, and not infested with cockroaches place to replenish her strength by eating.
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— Tomorrow.
If her new friend doesn't keep her, Ayko leaves the shop and asks someone if there's a good weaponsmith nearby.
- Wow 😮 Even so! Magical talent is great. Especially combined with royal blood, it opens up huge possibilities! I heard that mages are forced to wear some kind of rings that suppress magic within the city. Do you wear something like that too?
Antoinus receives (guaranteed critical hit) 52 damage (48/100), bleeding 17x2.
Oh, I forgot to move him.
Antoinus receives 34 damage (14/100)
Antoinus grabs a hammer lying nearby
Beata calmly waits, preparing to deliver the finishing blow. Guyon stands next to her.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
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-- Thank you for your promptness! Have a good day...
If her new friend doesn't hold her back, Ayko leaves the shop and asks someone if there is a good armorer nearby.
— I have to. — Shows Raphael the ring on his finger. — They’re probably just jealous of me at the palace.
Raphael felt for a moment as if one of his acquaintances had left this world...
What do you mean, he felt it? When did he even develop that ability?
Let's say you know how to make sabers. Perfect, magnificent, simply breathtaking sabers. But you won't be able to do it because you're not a merchant. Because you don't have the right friends or relatives. Because you don't like or know how to deceive people, you're not capable of flattering them, embellishing the virtues of your sabers. Because you're a master of making sabers, not of talking. Therefore, instead of selling your perfect, magnificent, breathtaking sabers for at least 40 gold pieces each, you'll go work for a merchant and make mediocre sabers for him 8 hours a day for 1 gold piece per hour. Or you'll starve to death with your perfect, magnificent, breathtaking sabers.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Theater director, murdered in his sleep on the night of June 2, 975, by Beata and Guion. Cause: an arbalest bolt to the abdomen, resulting in blood loss. After he ceased to show signs of life, his throat was also cut, and his ear was severed. |
- I'll take this one, - the girl indicated a simple option, sincerely hoping that, given its exceptional cheapness, the chance of encountering even rat tails and beef anuses there decreases proportionally. - And I need some advice about the city, if you don't mind. First, where can I stay cheaply and relatively comfortably? Somewhere without bedbugs, with a door that locks, and preferably with a washbasin. And second, what are the main attractions here that I can see?
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Antonius tries to climb through the window to attack the assailants
— It doesn't work outside the city, so we have to do it there.
-- The fate of most people is sad and difficult, and due to a lack of humility and willingness to do what is necessary, no matter what, it only gets worse. Up to the guillotine. However, it's all truly bad. There is too much excess in your society, too many unnecessary words, too many unnecessary objects, too many unnecessary people. Beauty and truth lie in simplicity.
A passerby recommends visiting "Inferno" in the port.
"So, potentially important places for me right now: Inferno, Upgrade, Community of Empire Veterans(?), Chronos(?), and, of course, the Academy. Moreover, the latter is located in a suburban area, which takes the longest to reach, so I'll go there in the morning."
>Academy
-- Kenichiro Imai.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Antonius tries to climb through the window to attack the assailants, but his strength fails him, and he hangs in the window frame.Beata pulls the bolts out of the body, checking to make sure he is dead.
Raphael felt for a moment as if one of his acquaintances had left this world...
The theater director, killed in his sleep on the night of June 2, 975, by Beata and Guion.Guion was just standing there!
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕