☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

👩‍👩‍👦x2 - you end up in the same carriage with gypsies and lose one random item.

🚽x4 - green stop, male characters lose one day, female characters lose two.

I think we need to create more of these types of mechanics.

🍎 x1 - an old woman on the platform sells natural, pesticide-free fruits from the countryside.

🌵x3 – instead of your unit, something sharp appears, and you lose 20% of your maximum HP for each cell the locomotive moves.

💤x1 - you missed the train, wait for the next one in a week.

On xxx. I'll also lend some spirits for this important mission, if that's okay. And it would be good to cast a mental shield, just in case...

Don't forget to add a ghastly shield as well.

🍑x1 On the train, the XXX cult appears and poisons everyone with an aphrodisiac.

Kenshiro and Klin arrive at Lady Thrakia's. "Hmm, I see you brought a friend..." she winks at Klin, then looks expectantly at the samurai.

x1 - You shouldn't have eaten those fruits.

Despite the considerable amount of energy spent on contemplation and discussion, Aiyano leaves the philosophical circle with renewed moral strength. After that, she heads straight to the guillotine.

Spirits, yes, mental shield on both, we remove the ailments from Ken with purification immediately, and from Klin as soon as he recovers.
— Yes, Lady Trakia, allow me to introduce — Klin. My comrade's sword, like mine, is at your service. It hasn't been decided yet who of us will fight in the tournament, but it seems we will go together. Until then...
"Good thing you read the encyclopedia, after that, it's unlikely anything can shock you anymore," Kenichiro was distracted by a sudden thought and barely smiled.

- I want you to cross swords right now, replies Thracian, settling in comfortably.

Despite the considerable amount of energy spent on contemplation and conversation, Aiyano leaves the philosophical circle feeling invigorated. After that, she heads straight to the guillotine.

Currently, no executions were scheduled, so the area around the guillotine was empty (except for a couple of tourists), but out of the corner of her eye, Aiyano notices an imperial executioner standing a little further away.



Upon further examination of the surroundings, it became clear that he, like some other passersby, had stopped to listen to the musicians from the Mitsurugi Islands. To Aiyano, their language sounded very similar to her native tongue.