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- From my world?... Yes, that would be nice," replies the priestess, but she thinks to herself that it doesn't hurt to dream. "If it's possible, I can summon 'Mr. Ravenedge' tomorrow to... apologize and eliminate any seeds of misunderstanding. That would be fair; you can't leave things like that unresolved," she says politely. "However, I went to the church not out of malice. I... needed to see the situation with my own eyes. Perhaps I didn't fully realize the risks as I do now, but I hoped that there might be some form of consensus besides mutual destruction. We... that is, you – are all children of Anush, wouldn't she want a different outcome? I don't have the right to interpret her will, if there is one, but I would like to believe that there isn't. But apparently, I was wrong. Maybe I wanted to try to find some phantom, fairytale way, even if only for a fraction, to keep my mother's hands free from another's blood," she says with a sad shake of her head.
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"I didn't punish you for keeping our connection a secret, so there's no need for apologies. The patient, Sonata Reim, as she introduced herself, is in good health, so don't worry – your efforts and kindness were not in vain. I don't have any other news for you right now.
A barely perceptible sigh of relief passed through Aiyano's respiratory system.
- That's more than enough news, thank you," she bowed. "I hope there were no incidents, although there probably shouldn't have been any. Is she still here, or has she moved to... the 'owner'?"
-- May the sun light your way, My Lady, Your Highness, -- he bows. -- Since our last memorable meeting, several questions have arisen, but in reality, they all pale in comparison to the main event that has occurred with my current companions, Beata and Guion, who are standing before you now. Yesterday, they witnessed a rather unusual phenomenon that may have significance for the fate of the entire country... Would you be so kind as to listen to what they have to say in their own words?
- I shall. Beata, Guion, let us hear what you are so eager to tell me.
- Kline, even though you keep putting yourself down, I think that despite your current state, you have more humanity in you than anyone else. It's not determined by our flesh, but by the state of our soul. - Sanexa wasn't aware that even the soul of a death knight had turned blue - the color of the undead, but she didn't need to know that, so I'll try not to pay attention to the opinions of others, but you shouldn't belittle yourself either, okay?
The black knight wanted to say a lot, but as in the conversation with Manin Tai, he didn't. There was little point in pouring black paint into black water, and it wouldn't benefit anyone. - Okay, Sanexa. - he says instead. - I'll also try not to dwell on the past.
Skipping to Saturday and heading to the park for the first few hours.
- From my world?... Yes, that would be nice," replies the priestess, but she thinks to herself that it doesn't hurt to dream. "If possible, I can summon 'Mr. Ravenage' tomorrow to... apologize and eliminate any seeds of misunderstanding. That would be fair; we can't leave things unresolved," she says politely. "However, I went to the church not out of malice. I... needed to see the situation with my own eyes. Perhaps I didn't fully realize the risks until now, but I hoped that some form of consensus might exist besides mutual destruction. We... that is, you – are all children of Anuzish; would she want such an outcome? I have no right to interpret her will, if there is one, but I would like to believe that there isn't. But apparently, I was wrong. Maybe I wanted to try to find some phantom, fairytale way, even if only for a fraction, to keep my mother's hands free from another's blood," she says with a sad shake of her head.
— That was very kind of you, but don't do that again. — Hugging her daughter again, Naria presses her cheek against her daughter's face, which is 5% more swollen. — I think that no one can interpret the will of Anuzish. Whether it's the Creep or your Farrelian priest – they are just people, albeit deeply religious and well-versed in theology. However, if someone appears in this world, and because of them, the seas begin to dry up and people start growing a third arm on their forehead, then we will all agree that they must be destroyed. But that doesn't apply to you. To harm you is to harm me. And Ravenage... Fine, tell him to come tomorrow.
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A barely perceptible sigh of relief passed through Aiyano's respiratory system.
- That's more than enough news, thank you," she said with a bow. "I hope there were no incidents, although there probably shouldn't have been. Is she still here, or has she moved to... 'the owner'?"
— I decided that she shouldn't sit idle, so when I learned that she was good with a sword, I assigned her to train the young warriors. The young rascals went crazy at the sight of the attractive instructor and are now competing with each other to see who can achieve the best results.
- I understand. This won't happen again.
- In that case, we'll resolve the "management issue" tomorrow. As for everything else... I'd like to see her a little later. And I also need to visit some other people, starting with Bors-san. He might not show it, but he's probably very worried.
- I am at your service. Beata, Gillon, let us hear what you so urgently wish to tell me.
- Your Highness, - Beata said politely, not daring to be as familiar with Naera as she was with Naria, - my companion and I witnessed something rather disturbing... a sign, perhaps? A vision? In any case... We were returning home and decided to stop by the Ogma's tavern - the one in the port, which opened last summer. And as soon as we entered, we saw a strange fellow... - He was... one of the Lunarians, Your Highness, - Gillon continued. - Tall, dark-haired. But he looked like a human. And he was telling the bartender about... a monster, a huge dragon of incredible power, that would soon arrive and burn cities and villages, destroying everything around. It will destroy everything it touches and instill such terror in people that all those who are not strong in spirit will freeze in its presence. It is truly hopeless to resist it. He called it... "Apostle of Hopelessness." [presumably, they are accurately describing its stats, but I'm too lazy to translate the character sheet into a literary narrative] - And he said that this monster was sent upon us by someone who does not like Welfern, our entire empire... as far as we understand. And he also said... - Beata hesitated, and then said the next phrase with emphasis, - "it cannot be defeated by traditional methods of warfare." - We assume that this means there is another way to win, which is not a direct confrontation with it. Perhaps some artifact or spell. Maybe a prayer... Or some vulnerable spot on its body... - Last night, we told our... our leader, - Beata nodded towards Erefir, - she thought it would be wise to consult with you, Your Highness. And, may I suggest... this is one of those cases where we would like to inform Her Highness, Princess Naria, if possible. - Of course, if that is possible, Your Highness, - Gillon nodded. - Yes, of course, only if it is appropriate for her and for you. At the same time, we await your opinion and your instructions regarding the situation, Your Highness, - Beata gave a slightly awkward but polite bow. Gillon followed her example.
- In that case, we'll resolve the "management issue" tomorrow. As for the rest... I'd like to see her later. And I need to visit some other people too, starting with Bors-san. He might not show it, but he's probably very worried.
- You're right, there are probably many people in this city who are waiting for your return, so I won't deprive them of the opportunity to reunite with you soon. By the way, I've redecorated your room a bit, so it should be more comfortable now. - Now there are three interior slots. - You can find Sonata at the training ground. Go out to the backyard of the villa and walk straight for a kilometer.
After finishing his daily reading session in the archive, before closing the volume containing the teachings of the Baldur school for the day, Garret noticed what he had used as a bookmark. It was a slightly worn and crumpled check.Author
Coupon for "Additional 90% damage in the form of air / water / fire / earth" at the Upgrade.
He had received it from the princess back in August, but had forgotten about it in his pockets simply because he didn't have a suitable weapon. Now, it conveniently came to mind, and he was glad it hadn't been lost, because now that he had it, he could finally find a use for it. Garret heads to the Upgrade.
- Their anticipation pales in comparison to yours... to yours. But thank you for your understanding. And once again, I apologize for any inconvenience caused,” Nihonka made a final, apologetic bow. “I have no doubt that the room is furnished to perfection and I look forward to seeing it with my own eyes. Well... then, until we meet again,” she smiled and, shuffling her feet, if the denki has no further questions at the moment, she heads to the parade ground.
— When the time comes, I will gather everyone I... summoned into this world, and give you all a chance to get to know each other better. — The princess couldn't bring herself to call them all her children, for reasons known only to her.
The Black Knight wanted to say a lot, but, as in the conversation with Manin Tai, he decided not to. There was little point in adding black paint to black water, and it wouldn't benefit anyone. —Alright, Sanexa. —he says instead. —I'll try not to dwell on the past either.
Skipping ahead to Saturday, and heading to the park for the first few hours.
Before his first outing in a long time, Sanexa Rimm decides to tidy himself up and change his clothes.
Since they lived together, it wasn't a surprise, but it was what it was.
- Your Highness, - Beata said politely, not daring to be as familiar with Naera as she was with Naria, - my partner and I witnessed something rather disturbing... a sign? A vision? Anyway... We were on our way home and decided to stop by Ogma's tavern - the one in the port, which opened last summer. And as soon as we walked in, we saw a strange fellow... - He was... one of the Lunarians, Your Highness, - Gillon continued. - Tall, dark-haired. But he looked like a human. And he was telling the bartender about... a monster, a huge dragon of incredible power, that would soon arrive and burn cities and villages, destroying everything around. It would destroy everything it touches and instill such terror in people that all those who are not strong enough in spirit would freeze in its presence. It would be truly hopeless to resist it. He called it... "Apostle of Hopelessness." [presumably, they are accurately describing its stats, but I'm too lazy to translate the character sheet into a literary narrative] - And he said that this monster was sent upon us by someone who doesn't like Welfern, our entire empire... as far as we understand. And he also said... - Beata hesitated, and then said the next phrase with emphasis, - "it cannot be defeated by traditional methods of warfare." - We assume that this means there is another way to win, which is not a direct confrontation with it. Perhaps some artifact or spell. Maybe a prayer... Or some vulnerable spot on its body... - Yesterday evening, we told our... our leader about this, - Beata nodded towards Erefir, - she thought it would be wise to consult with you, Your Highness. And, may I suggest... this is one of those cases where we would like to inform Her Highness, Princess Naria, if possible. - Of course, if that is possible, Your Highness, - Gillon nodded. - Yes, of course, only if it is appropriate for her and for you. At the same time, we are waiting for your opinion and your instructions on the situation, Your Highness, - Beata gave a slightly awkward but polite bow. Gillon followed her example.
- If it's true, then this is very disturbing news. Unfortunately, my knowledge in this area is significantly less than Naria's, so it would be wise to wait for her return before making any decisions, but she is delayed, so it is better not to delay. Let's do this: let someone from your squad go to the Dragon King as my envoy and tell him the same thing that you just told me. I think that he, of all people, should know more about his brethren.
After completing his daily reading session in the archive, before closing the volume containing the teachings of the Baldur school for the day, Garret noticed what had served as his bookmark. It was a somewhat worn and crumpled check. He had received it from the princess back in August, but it had been forgotten in his pockets simply because he didn't have a suitable weapon to use it on. Well, this turned out to be quite convenient, reminding him of its existence. It's good that it wasn't lost, because now that he has it, he can finally find a use for it. Garret goes to Upgrade.
— Hello. Actually, I no longer take such orders, but since you have a coupon... How about this as an alternative?
Elemental Rune - weapon Additional 100% damage in the form of air / water / fire / earth / light / darkness
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