Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

Believe in the brainworm and be saved

"Shut up, please," growled Guyon at the gray voices, "I know I'm not the best person in the world, but I'm not some incorrigible sinner. And yes, I know I have Stockholm syndrome, and I'm not suffering from it, I'm enjoying it. I just wish I knew what Stockholm is."

"Apparently, the city where Rinze lives is a nice place."

Unknowingly, Klin finds himself walking in the direction of the villa. The Knight turns down two streets and reaches his new home. He stands thoughtfully at the doorstep for a minute, then, with an effort of will, breaks the stream of thoughts and goes inside in search of Saneksa.

- The Head? What is she doing here? She doesn't seem particularly devout, Bea murmured, watching Erefir with her eyes.
- I would say, quite the opposite. If you had seen her face when I suggested taking a priest into the team... She didn't say anything out loud, but it was as if I had made her eat a lemon, Gion chuckled.
- Well, that's something, Bea shook her head.
The couple walks up to the Patriarch.
- Eugene, Bea nods reservedly, then breaks into a familiar smile from ear to ear, - congratulations on your new appointment!
- We are very happy for you, Gion smiles less broadly, but just as happily.
- Yes. And thank you for your morning service too... Is that why Rinze doesn't whisper in my head anymore? If we had known, we would have woken up earlier to come 😅
- Well, now we know, and we hope to make up for it. It's good that there are people who protect our world from the influence of the celestials... Especially such a one, Gion nods towards his companion's head.
- I completely agree! And please accept our congratulations on your recent wedding! Sorry that we came empty-handed 😅 But we are very happy for you and for Bronislava!
Gion nodded in agreement, fully supporting Bea.
- By the way, about the wedding... We came to you for the same reason, the adventuress takes her beloved by the hand. - Gion and I are already like husband and wife, in a way. And some time ago, we decided to formalize our union before Anuzish and her children. We even managed to exchange vows... Against the backdrop of the stress from the fire 😅 But that is clearly not enough, and we are going to have a proper wedding. Over the past few months, I have rethought a lot in life and in people. In the past, I did many terrible things that I now deeply regret, but recently I firmly decided to embark on a path of redemption and become a new, better person. It's hard, I almost regretted my decision a couple of times, she winced, remembering the fire that she was sure had happened because of her, - but I already understood. I like being a good person and doing good deeds. My soul is calm for the first time in my life. And I don't know if I could find peace of mind without Gion. We have been through so much together, and his love and support played a significant role in the changes that have happened to me. I don't know what I did in my life to deserve such a gift from the gods, but maybe... They sent him to me to lead me on the right path. I can't live without him.
- I can only agree, Gion shrugged. - Bea owes me so much. She saved me from a fate that was worse than death, and I will be grateful to her for the rest of my life. Thanks to her, I feel like a normal person again. Gods, I feel like a much more normal person than I ever was in my entire past life! If it weren't for her, I probably wouldn't be alive anymore. She has done so much for me, she has put so much effort and patience into me... She is my whole life. Bea, you say that the gods sent you to me... But maybe it's the other way around? Maybe they sent me to you to save me from the hell that my life was before I met you?
- Well, I'm quite the savior, Bea snorted.
- Don't argue, Gion interrupted her sternly, pointing his finger at her, - I know better. But, continuing my thought, he turned to Eugene again, - I am glad that Bea and my paths have crossed, and I want to bind us forever with unbreakable bonds before the gods. No less than she does. Maybe even more.
- That's it, Bea sighed, - we want to know when we can schedule the ceremony and what is needed for this.

- It's been a while, evening is not far off. It was obvious that something like that wouldn't kill you, but I'm still surprised why you got hurt. Don't you have a dozen or so different things with you for all occasions?

- Not much is needed for this. - The newly appointed patriarch chose not to react to the scene that had just unfolded before his eyes. - Choose a date, send out invitations if necessary, and appear on the appointed day. The Church will take care of the organizational matters and related expenses, including outfits for the bride and groom, wedding rings, catering, and all necessary equipment. However, the use of individual alternatives is not prohibited, but their acquisition will be entirely your responsibility, and the Church will not assist with this. - Rising from his seat, Eugene placed his hand on Gion's shoulder, and his voice took on a more official tone. - Those bound by the enchantment of evil forces and their own youthful folly look into the eyes of their master and slavishly crave his attention, unaware of their own mental impairment. It is not permissible to appear before the face of the Goddess-Mother and ask for her blessing while living in depravity. Free yourself from your shackles and remove the veil from your eyes, Gion, whom Terron favors, and look at yourself and the world around you with an unclouded vision. - Gion loses the curse of captivity. - Let a month pass. If, after this period, your desire does not fade, you will be allowed to marry.

- She's fine, except she's a little remorseful for overdoing it. She helped me find you, so let's call it even – the debt is paid in full. I didn't come all this way for you to start causing trouble. It's unpleasant, but you need to learn to lose gracefully and draw constructive lessons from it for self-improvement. Seeking revenge for a friendly duel is the last thing you should do; it's even worse to kill people in their sleep or hack up innocent and defenseless individuals.

- It's still a whole month... - Beata sighed. - Okay... We've waited so long, we can wait a little longer. And we've already ordered the rings, - she shows them. - I think they're very beautiful. And my dress is also ready. We were hoping for a faster wedding, but... everything is in the hands of the gods. A month is a month.
Giyyon flinched slightly as he felt the familiar, invisible shackles release him, dissolving like a dream. He already knew what it might be connected to. He looked at Beata in panic, but no, she's alive and well. He sighed with relief.
- Thank you... - he nodded to Eugene. - This has been... has been a part of me for so long that I didn't even think about it 😅 Thank you to you and thank you to the gods that I am free again.
- You... you're talking about the curse, right? - Beata asked quietly, but firmly.
- Yes, about that very one, - Giyyon grunted, - I don't feel it anymore. It's gone.
- Hooray, - Beata beamed, squeezing his hand. She wanted to hug and kiss him with joy, but she felt awkward in front of Eugene, - and thank you very much for that too, - she said briefly, but politely, bowing to the Patriarch.

After talking with the isekai newcomers, Erefir went outside and took a deep breath of the fresh sea breeze. Almost three months... Almost three months of complete peace and quiet. For the first week, the nozrenrotka was ready to jump at any moment and embark on a new mission at Her Highness's command. In the second week, she was slightly puzzled that their squad had been stuck in Carneol for so long. Eventually, she waved it off and was surprised to find that she felt a sense of calm, comfort, and happiness from a simple life, which she had never experienced before. It was as if she had been pushing a huge, multi-ton stone up an endless mountain all her life, a stone she couldn't let go of for even a second, lest she be crushed – but then Narya came along and put a step under the stone and said that it was okay to relax a little and rest. Then you can continue pushing.

"Is this really how it is? 😄" she thought for a while, and then she accepted these changes. Almost. The capital's food, combined with intense, constant physical exercise, had yielded wonderful results; the girl looked stronger and more feminine than before, and old wounds and various negative consequences of the Dark Lands had practically disappeared without a trace. After all this, she actually wanted to stop sitting around and start running and moving mountains, but for now...

First, Phyr-Phyr looked at the flagpole, making sure that their glorious Carneol flag was flying there, or rather, the other way around... If the flag hadn't been made yet, now was the time to get it done in Ornament today.

Regardless of the outcome of the above inspection, Erefir is now heading to the Carneol forge to assess its capabilities and the availability of materials.

- Thank you very much! - Raptilion takes the saleswoman's hands in his and squeezes them in a gesture of gratitude.
He's going somewhere, I'll decide tomorrow.

- I will schedule the ceremony for November thirtieth of this year. By that time, you two will have enough time to sort out your feelings.
The Patriarch adds Beata and Gion's names to the appropriate notebook.