Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

This was followed by a very grateful bow, which the girl wanted to supplement with many epithets, but didn't have time to do so in light of the envelopes with names being handed to her. "His Majesty greeted us with readiness," another bow. "And without waiting for our weak human voices to reach the height of his flight, he told us all the necessary information. In short, he confirmed the information about the Apostle of Despair, that this dragon was one of those who directly absorbed a fragment of Akonia during the famous events five thousand years ago, went mad, and was sealed by the church because he posed a threat to all that exists. The condition for lifting the seal was a crisis on Anush, such as the return of the celestial beings, which happened some time ago. Then he said, 'To cope with his invincibility, a mortal must seek the blessings of fire, earth, water, and wind,' and that His Eminence knows about this secret, and that we must ask him about it."

"He shared some additional details, such as listing fifteen fragments of Akonia, but that was all. He also said that the dragons would not take part in the conflict with the Apostle. The latter is hardly a surprise to you, my Lady, but it is still important to keep in mind."

We're not evil, really. And besides, it's all Kelian's fault that he died.

- I am familiar with the myth about Aconia's cannibalism, but I wouldn't call it very famous.

Regarding the crisis, if this is true, it seems to me that the crisis is not in Anuzish, but in the Church itself... Perhaps that's why they decided to use one of their trump cards.

In that case, I entrust you and your squad to investigate this matter; you will tell the Patriarch that the order comes from the Imperial House.

The woman in the kimono seems to want to say something, but the words won't come. She leans forward, raising her hand as if she wants to put her hand on the old man's shoulder in a comforting gesture, but the gesture stops halfway when her gaze shifts to the ancient witch, and her hand droops sadly. Her gaze may convey regret and guilt, and some other emotion, which, in the current situation, might lead some hypothetical observer-commentator to believe that such an action would be considered inappropriate. She tries again to say something, but again she can't.
Finally, she frowns, clenches her fists, and, approaching the store manager, ignoring the old man's smell (and hoping that she will never need this experience in the future), nor the smell of burnt tobacco, nor the glances of the witnesses, she hugs him - decisively, but gently, remembering the damage he had taken.
- What kind of... day is it today... - she says barely audibly, trying not to let trembling notes creep into her voice, although she doesn't quite succeed. - ... ... ... I was afraid that... next time... that is... that I would never see you again. Okamisama...
For some time, she continues to mumble something incoherent, refusing to fully believe what is happening and thanking Kami for such a happy outcome, thereby demonstrating a strange dualism in her perception of the situation, until finally she calms down and returns to her original state.
- No. It's okay, - she finally answers the previous question. - He...
"Opened up new horizons? Made a proposal? Is undergoing rehabilitation?"
- ...realized that he had gone too far. I can't read his mind, but I feel that he didn't want things to turn out this way.

-- Your Highness, are there no Arcelian priests left in the glorious Welfern? It seems that the avenger who did this resides somewhere outside the empire. Perhaps this gives us some time, although still very little, considering the dragon's incredible speed.

-- It shall be done; we will contact the Church of Anush as soon as possible, -- a bow. -- I presume all other questions are pending? Soon, I will also review the applications from Your Highness, and I am humbly grateful that you care about our strength. Is there anything about the background of the five candidates from Your Highness that is not in their applications that we should know? In any case, I will select the warriors, and if it is Your Highness's will, I would like to fill another, currently non-combat, vacancy that will allow us to better prepare our bodies for what is to come. I am referring to Alaria Doran, who is applying for the position of cook. Please do not take this as an impertinence at this moment, but I thought it was right to follow Your Highness's rationality and mention the matter along with the more important ones, especially since we do not yet know what small building blocks to use to build our victory, which we strive for.

-- I must also thank you for the wonderful steed! Its gentle nature and fantastic vigor will certainly serve us well, and the ride on it was like a waking dream. I will try to find a worthy name for it, My Lady, -- another bow, perhaps the penultimate one, as Erephir had no more questions besides the above.