Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- So, let's go faster. The sooner we clip this bastard's wings, the better. - Beat, please don't express yourself like that in Hellese. - I could express myself even worse if this bloody monster continues to burn our Margel. - Beat, I'm serious. - Okay, I'll try! But I'm not trained in manners. - Just imagine how Aiko would speak in this situation. - Noted.

When you've suffered enough in one world and they send you to another.

"Even the ability to foresee future events could not save the man with the Eye of God from inevitable death," – this is the quote that came to the mind of the former inquisitor when she saw the consequences of the apostle's actions. According to Erefir, the emperor and the patriarch were informed of what was to come. They immediately took the situation seriously. But even they could not do anything.

The sight was truly eerie – once the center of Margel, the very heart of the empire, was wiped off the face of Anuzish in an instant. Crowds of curious onlookers mingled with people frightened by what had happened and those close to those who were unlucky enough to become victims of the Despair. Thanks to the skillful leadership of the new governor and the guidance of the patriarch, the unrest among the people had not yet turned into panic. But it would be naive to think that this was the end of it. The dragon's task was clearly to strike at the very heart of the empire, to undermine its integrity. This meant that the goal was Margel as a whole. Without it, there would be no Welferna – only disparate Factions fighting for their interests on its ruins.

Alaria noticed Garret and Erefir in the crowd, talking to a girl she didn't know, but the tanarri didn't interrupt their conversation. After that, Erefir immediately gathered them and led them to headquarters, where she informed the others. It was a strange feeling, of course. It seemed that only a couple of days ago, she had come here just to work as a cook, and now a mission to save, if not the world, then at least Welferna, loomed on the horizon. She was a little sorry that she didn't have a chance to say a proper goodbye to Klyn, just in case. She only warned him yesterday that she would be leaving the city for a few days. She omitted the details so that the knight would not worry unnecessarily.

-- Let's act now.

In response to the commander's words, the warrior simply nodded in agreement.

Updated the GIF...

- There aren't that many bandits here, as far as I know, and as for the meteorites... I think the people of the past also thought they were living in safety, and then celestial beings started falling on their heads!

Sanexoklin leaves the Moon Park.

—Moon Park, hmm. And why is this name suddenly so familiar to me. —the knight thoughtfully raised his head to the sky, where the mysterious satellite of Anuzish might be hidden behind the snowy nebula.

Klin accompanies Sanex to the threshold of her their home.
—Thank you for this walk and pleasant conversation, Sanex. I felt like I was alive again. I will try to keep this moment in my memory, so that I can relive it again if I manage to regain my humanity.

After that, Klin plans to go to Abundance to offer to buy his items.

Princess Naera was not in the best of spirits, but she still listened to Erefir's report with full attention. Dryly issuing orders to her servants, she set the plan into motion. Beata, Guyon, and Kilika were seated on one royal wyvern, and Kalina on another — the riders accompanying them were to deliver the Carnelian folk safely.

— As for the rest, we will handle it differently. 
Erefir, Garret, Alaria, and Merel were gathered at the center of the magic circle. 
— I am not able to use this spell often, so you shouldn't get used to this method of travel. 
Pressing her palms to the floor, she channeled her magical energy into it, and a couple of moments later, the quartet found themselves amidst the swamps.

When they opened their eyes, someone was already looming over them. 

Oh, a new member in the ponytail squad.

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Beatu, Giyon, and Kilika were put on one royal wyvern, and Kilika on another.

And they forgot about Kalina.

Even without despair, people are torn apart into atoms...

If you wipe out, can you move items from Carneol and Alaria's training equipment to the village?

Oh, a new member in the ponytail squad.

By the way, yes, almost all the female characters in our team have ponytails.

Beata hid both letters, from Eugene and from Naera, in an inside pocket close to her body, so she wouldn't drop them during the flight.

hold it closer to your body so you don't drop it in flight

It didn't help Guion.

The next day (it’s a long flight), the second group arrives at the island of Heles and soon has to make a landing. After confirming that they had a legitimate reason for their arrival, one of the warriors escorts the travelers to his superior.

— Greetings. My name is Rinakat. Unlike you humans, we don’t really use official titles in our country, so you can call me by my name. So… I was informed that you arrived on an important matter. I would like to hear the details.

Erefir arrived at the villa on the Eclipse (as she thought she might use its flight capabilities either to reach a destination or to move around). Throughout the conversation with Naera, she was essentially interested in only one thing, although it was a truly important one: whether His Majesty was doing well.

The red-haired woman was deeply grateful for the teleportation to Kumari, and she parted with the princess with a bow, but the spell caused the knight to lose her balance. Now, before them was someone, a girl, to whom the nosenrotka first tried to smile and, at the same time, assess who she was and what her intentions were. It was very likely that the same thing was happening now in reverse with the carnelians, so Erefir was preparing to greet... an Aborigine? Not in the full sense of the word, but possibly yes.

I'll write my post later; I'm feeling a bit tired right now. I hope I don't wake up to find that everything has ended in a party wipe...

Erephir arrived at the villa on the Eclipse (as she thought she might use its flight capabilities either to get where she needed to go or to move around). Throughout her conversation with Naera, she was essentially interested in only one thing, albeit a truly important one: whether His Majesty was doing well.

The red-haired woman was deeply grateful for the teleportation to Kumari, and she parted with the princess with a bow, but the spell caused the knight to lose her balance. Now, before them stood someone, a girl, to whom the Nosenthrope first tried to smile and, at the same time, assess who she was and what her intentions were. It was very likely that the same thing was happening now in reverse with the Carnelian people, so Erephir tried to prepare herself to greet... an indigenous woman? Not exactly, but possibly yes.

The stranger continued to stand like a statue, her hand and the huge sword in it frozen in readiness to strike down the teleporters at any moment.
— ... Are you going to attack or not?

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—Moon Park, hmm. And why is this name suddenly very familiar to me now? —the knight thoughtfully raised his head to the sky, where the mysterious companion of Anushish might be hidden behind the snowy nebula.

Klin escorts Sanex to the doorstep of her their home.
—Thank you for this walk and pleasant conversation, Sanex. I felt like I was alive again. I will try to keep this moment in my memory so that I can relive it again if I can regain my humanity.

After that, Klin intends to go to Abundance to offer to sell his items.

- The feeling is mutual, Klin.


- Hello. So, let's see what you want to offer.

Sitting in her usual spot, Ayano gazes at the floor for a while. "You're a strange person. Has anyone ever told you that? But I don't mean it in a bad way. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say 'unusual'," she pauses, unsure how to continue this conversation that hasn't even begun. But finally, she continues. "I've already explained the essence of the story to you. The last time I was here, you treated me with respect, and now I realize that you did so with understanding. That's why I didn't think my presence in itself was a problem. But I encountered the head of a small, out-of-the-way church. Or rather, I went there myself. I wanted to better understand the circumstances of the world around me and its history, and it turned out to be a mistake. It almost led to bloodshed at the hands of my... companion, when that priest expressed his hostility. In the end, only his eloquence managed to defuse the situation. However, that priest was happy to enlighten me about the questions I wanted to ask, and even those I didn't. From his words, I realized that the very fact of my existence defiles the face of your world, and the only right path I should take is the one that will rid the atmosphere of my presence in it. I'm not one to be sensitive to insults directed at me, but... when the issue moves into the realm of the laws of the universe and the natural course of things, I have nothing to counter it with. 'Behind your false politeness and pseudo-belief in free will lie the tentacles of interstellar abominations; you will inevitably cause harm, even if you don't want to,'" those were his words. I have never consciously harmed anyone; it goes against all my beliefs and my nature. So far, I've even managed to avoid moments of self-defense. I don't feel anyone's guiding hand behind me; I don't worship gods – neither stellar nor secular... but what if it's true? Can we claim to have a perfect understanding of such subtle matters? 'No matter how much the blacksmith deceives himself, forging a sword for self-defense, that sword will still take lives.' All of this may seem absurd to another person, because I can refute any of his accusations by looking into my own heart. But my entire life has been dedicated to eradicating evil – in its overtly destructive form, bringing sorrow and suffering to my people and others. Therefore, even though I know myself better than anyone, I understand his point of view, and this understanding prevents me from turning away from it, completely dismissing it. Putting myself in his place, I can't guarantee that I wouldn't feel the same way. I have already met a great many wonderful people, living their lives in harmony and evoking warm emotions in me, and not a single person, once they learned about the situation, rushed to dissuade me. For this, I feel heartfelt gratitude towards them, and shame towards myself. If I could see myself from the outside, I might decide that this woman is seeking the sympathy of others as a form of self-soothing and for fleeting attention. I promised them that I wouldn't sink into a pit of despair, and that's not in my nature anyway... as far as I can tell. I have something to live for – and not just to avoid causing them harm. I want to repay the good with good, for the air I breathe – at the very least, that would be fair. Even if my physical body is just an empty shell, woven from cosmic dust and filled with false memories, as he suggested, at least they are not memories that I should be ashamed of. And I've already gotten a little used to the whole situation, but I'm afraid it's not enough yet. My thoughts keep returning to that existential conversation again and again. Maybe I need time to reflect on it, but... for now, it's not easy," she finished her story with a smile, trying her best to make it a grateful one, rather than a pitifully sad one.