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- Y-yes... Nadia-san, have you seen anyone unfamiliar here lately? Anyone... with a strange appearance? Wearing a black coat?
- Ha-ha, please don't take this as an insult, but the only strange visitor today is you. - The journalist smiled casually. - By the way, I think I forgot - how did we agree to address each other? Should we use "you" or "thou"? Sorry, I've been very busy lately and my head is a complete mess.
According to the law, owning slaves here is prohibited, so mental control is implied – at the level of making disobedience or harm impossible (loving one's master, for example, is not necessarily required).
Meanwhile, Kosha: oh, I know, I'll write a romantic storyline for my slave with his mistress, long live Stockholm syndrome!
- I beg you - if you see him, please stay away. Or tell him that I was wrong, that I misinterpreted his intentions. And that I'm waiting for him at the cafe," she said, making an incredible effort not to turn pale. "Excuse me, I can't chat right now. Please, do this. As soon as possible. => [21] 😩
The airship travels two squares per day. ☁️ x10 good weather. ⛈️ x4 bad weather, the airship loses 1 day. ❓ x1 some event occurs. 🏹 x1 bandit attack. 🦅 x1 flying monster attack.
Margela Air Dock
07/14/975, morning.
Start of the journey No events
07/14/975, evening. Nisho-Gion 🦅
Taisa Air Dock
End of the journey No events
Carnel is heading to its destination (waiting for the command to continue flying).
The second airship is attacked by harpies and crashes (I will write where and in what condition tomorrow).
“Hold on, don’t be mad at us! We’ve only been here for a week, unlike those three slowpokes!” Yulizia continues her telepathic conversation with the djinn.
Turning to the others, she sees that the entire group, including the knight who was released from captivity, is calmly going about their business, as if they don’t notice her conversation with the entity. The boss, without breaking his bad habit, is dividing the Sky Talismans – one eventually goes to equip Kenshiro (other 2), the second to Alaria (other 3), and the last one to himself (other 3). With the green-eyed woman, they continue to discuss the prospects of their upcoming voyage north. The samurai is silently thinking about something, and the decaying knight sits on the sand and writes in his diary, but with each melted page, he starts over.
“Hey, boss, I have a suggestion…” the intern begins, but those discussing don’t notice her presence. “Hey, stop ignoring me!”
The suggestion, however, wasn’t hers, but now it has been confirmed twice. There was only one question left: what to do about the chicken that flew away? Without it, they won’t be able to drag the stone to Margel.
“You know, little lamp, even if you devour my soul, it’s still better than, as you said, dying in the sands. Or being eaten by that wormy hag. At least you’re prettier.” With these thoughts, Yu makes her last wish: “I wish that the Apostle of Arrogance with Anuzish’s belt would appear before us, uh, and maybe immobilize him, but this time, don’t kill him!”
- I beg you - if you see him, please stay away. Or tell him that I was wrong, that I misinterpreted his intentions. And tell him I’m waiting for him at the cafe,” she said, making an incredible effort not to turn pale. - Excuse me, I can’t chat right now. Please, do this. As soon as possible. => [21] 😩
- Lady Aiyano, you left so abruptly... - The maid’s voice was slightly agitated. - Are you alright?
- I'm a freaking winner in life!!! - complained Guyon, crawling out from under the wreckage of the airship, - everything that could go wrong, goes wrong for me!