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and I warned Filimon that she needed an ofuda. Who would be her doctor?
- I think I've seen them somewhere, - Nihonka thought, tilting her head to the side, then returned it to a vertical position and shook it. - But I don't remember which store. - The answer may seem obvious, but no - the second one. Beautiful ears and a kind face, and I don't really like hats, even ours. They are good when you are a penniless ronin who needs to hide his face, and that's it. What about you?
A split second to consider: was there any point in jumping on a pegasus and trying to save someone? Probably not, but who knows, maybe someone on the verge of an annihilation attack could still theoretically be saved...
- I think I've seen them somewhere, - the girl tilted her head to the side, then returned it to its vertical position and shook it. - But I don't remember which store. - The answer may seem obvious, but no - the second one. Beautiful ears and a kind face, and I don't particularly like hats, even ours. They are good when you are a penniless ronin who needs to hide his face, and that's it. What about you?
- More or less the same, the first one has a more pleasant image, and the second one has better proportions. But I choose the second one, I really like her braid. I wonder if it would suit me too? Hmm... Astellia, what do you think? - I'm afraid I have to disagree with both of you... The first one evokes more pure emotions and associations of comfort in me.
- I think anything would suit you. - But would a hat and braid suit me, Astellia-san? If I let my hair grow a little. Probably not... After all, her youth is also an advantage.
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A fraction of a second to consider: was there any point in jumping on a pegasus and trying to save someone? Probably not, but what if someone on the verge of an annihilation attack could still theoretically function...?
That fraction of a second has already passed. What have you decided?
- I think anything would suit you. - But would a hat and braid suit me, Astellia-san? If I let my hair grow a little. Probably not... After all, her youth is also an advantage.
- Ha-ha, thank you. - For me, a braid is primarily associated with motherhood, so in this context, age doesn't seem to be a significant obstacle at all.
Astellia seats the guests at a table and quickly treats them to Mindjin green tea.
- Good news, - Guyon said dryly, recovering slightly from the shock. - We have a week before this creature attacks again. In that week, we need to do everything we can to obtain the blessings and prepare for the battle. - Eugene... the Emperor... the Mystery... the Archive... No, no, no... - Beata muttered stubbornly, clutching the windowsill with her pale, tense fingers. Guyon put his arm around her shoulders. - Don't underestimate our Eugene. He's a smart guy; he must have had a trick up his sleeve. And the Emperor might have foreseen something. As for the others... Beata fell into a stupor. It seemed as if she had stopped breathing. Then she turned and looked into Guyon's eyes. He had never seen her SO angry. - This is a goddamn war, - she hissed through her teeth. - We have to kick this scaly bastard's ass. At any cost. I won't rest until I rip his damn wings off and shove them up his ass. - We'll kick, rip, and shove, - Guyon said resolutely.
"They all evacuated, right? Purian? The Governor? Eugene? We didn't hide any information; they couldn't have failed to anticipate this, right? They should have understood who would be the first target!"
Erephir clenched her fists so tightly that it almost seemed blood would flow. She wasn't usually quick to anger, but this time... Damn him! And they couldn't say they had done anything wrong; their speed was the maximum permissible, considering the laws of the world. In how many places did Erephir use her diplomatic talents yesterday? How much did she do to prepare?
Pure evil. A miserable coward did his deed and flew away. Now, they had to catch him. Immediately.
She looked at Kalina – where was her family? Right now, where were they?!
- Green, heh-heh, - Ayano winks at Sonata, then takes a deep breath and composes herself. - Sorry. I just remembered a joke. She waves away the steam rising from the cup (or bowl) and inhales its aroma. - It's similar, it's similar... For some reason, I expected that in Carneola they only drink black tea with additives, or even coffee. That's the impression I had, I can't say why.
- Green, heh-heh, - Aiyano winks at Sonata, then takes a deep breath and holds her hands together. - Excuse me. I just remembered a joke. She waves at the steam rising from the cup (or bowl) and listens to its aroma. - It's similar, it's similar... For some reason, I expected that in Carneola they only drink black tea with additives, or even coffee. That's the impression I got, I can't say why.
Sonata smiled sweetly at the priestess, even though she didn't understand the joke. - And the guys recently went to Mindjin, - Astellia explained, - so I became interested.
Catching Erephir's gaze, Kalina returns it – she looks at her. At this moment, there were no clearly expressed emotions on her face.
Yes, Kalina has been like this lately... Not too emotional. Although, perhaps, she always was, but...
-- You are the epitome of calm. Don't you want to ask anything? -- the girl asked, as much as the situation allowed. At the moment, she wasn't sure if Kalina was grieving internally over the loss, or if that was just her usual demeanor. It was only clear that the priestess's perceptiveness often failed and didn't allow her to determine other people's emotions, so the previous questioning look might have been misunderstood.