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- As for the bolts, I know about them, but it seems that the demiurge of this world misled me regarding them in the context of this question, - 🤦♀️. - Arigato, - the quiver is swapped for a new one. - I also hope they won't be needed, but...
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- And no, I'll still comment! Stunning outfit and a cute ring! 😁 Turns out you're quite the fashionista, huh!
- Uh... Y-yes... Don't get me wrong - this dress is just a gift... It would be rude not to wear it a couple of times, especially since it's preferable to travel light for a long journey... But it's really not my style... And the ring... It's better not to open that topic.
From the vantage point of the training ground, the spot where the Lord was supposed to land or fall didn't seem that far away, but getting there on foot turned out to be considerably more difficult, especially since the path led through rough terrain. Judging by the way the sun above Ayano was changing its position in the sky, this journey promised to be quite lengthy.
Continuing to move towards her goal, the priestess, dressed in a short Minjin dress, is attacked by Bibizians.
The nozenrotka blushed at such a flattering remark, and the blessing was a complete surprise to her. The warrior was quite ready to die or receive a soul-crushing curse, but it seemed that Anuzish had decided otherwise for her, which Erefeer was extremely happy about.
-- It is a great honor for me, -- she could only say. -- However, I hope that not only I personally, but also my entire squad will please the Church and the most merciful Anuzish, -- she added humbly, without naming names. It's not that Kripov was unknown to them, but just in case.
- All are united before the light of God's eyes, Erefeer, their fate will depend only on them. After watching the warrior, the patriarch's eyes fall upon new guests. Drakkosha
- That's true, - Beata shrugged. Biba and Boba finally decided to go to church.
- Gomen nasai, okemonosan-tachi... - mutters the priestess-arquebusier, dressed in a short minjian dress, after confirming their malicious intent and firing at the lower right monkey. - Pom... pom...
Ayano shoots. Bibiziana-2 takes 120 damage (-20/100). Bibiziana-1 runs up to Ayano and directs a foul breath at her (immunity). Bibiziana-3 hits Ayano. Miss. Bibiziana-5 jumps, defecates, and throws poop at Ayano. Ayano takes 30 damage (446/506).
After spending some time and using a few sheets of paper from her temple notebook to thoroughly clean up the "damage" – and simultaneously apologizing to the Kami-sama for such sacrilege – she spends one unit of spirit to carefully rinse her mouth and uses another to wash away the remnants of the attack.
Assessing whether the bolts are still usable if pulled from these foul-smelling bodies, and if so, doing so quickly, she leaves the place and moves on, hoping that no one saw her and vowing never to tell anyone.
After spending some time and using a few pages from her Temple notebook to thoroughly clean up the "damage" – and simultaneously apologizing to the Kami for such sacrilege – she spends one unit of mana to carefully rinse her mouth and another to deal with the aftermath of the attack. Assessing whether the bolts are still usable if pulled from these foul-smelling bodies, and if so, doing so, she quickly leaves the area and moves on, hoping that no one saw anything and vowing to tell no one.
Moving on, Ayano discovers a small grotto; by this time, the sky was beginning to turn crimson. Peering inside, she finds the target of her adventure – the Lord, judging by his self-bandaged chest and the unhealthy sleep accompanied by painful snorting, was not in the best condition. He now resembled his teacher after their recent duel. Next to him was a small campfire, over which some creature had been roasted some time ago. Now, this was her second chance today to strangle him, even without a pillow at hand, or to loot his fashionable gadgets and artifacts.
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