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"Yes, it's a beautiful place. If things don't work out with the Apostle, we'll have to do everything we can to get permission to emigrate here." Beata and Gion look at the stranger with interest, exchange glances, and nod to each other. Then, Beata takes a deep breath and prepares to speak. – Mistress Zephyr, – she greeted her with her usual bow, which was a little deeper than usual this time. Gion followed her example behind her. – Allow me to introduce myself, we are members of the multi-tasking squad "Carnelian," working for the imperial family: Beata, Gion, and Kilika, – she suspected that Zephyr had information about the guests, so the greeting was brief, but she decided that it would still be appropriate; politeness was a foreign concept to Beata, and she didn't want to mess up. – You heard correctly. A dragon attacked Welfern, known as Beznaadega or the Apostle of Despair, and he brings chaos and destruction. The other day, he struck at the heart of the empire, Margel, and leveled the imperial palace. The Dragon King, whom we turned to for help, decided not to participate in the battle for reasons known only to him, so the fight against this enemy fell on the shoulders of us mortals. To protect our home, we seek the blessings of the four elements, and our patriarch, the respected Evgeny Kripov, recommended that we seek a meeting with you to obtain the blessing of air," – she takes out the letters.
Zephyr glances over the pages of both letters. – This is what happens when mortals are the backbone of the nation. Discord and suffering! – Walking on tiptoe, as if wearing invisible shoes, she shook her head in annoyance. – When Arselia ruled the world, no one even thought about such things, but now, wherever you look, there is only cannibalism all around. – Sitting on the floor and crossing her legs, the tigress looked sternly at the guests. – Did you at least bring me some gifts?
- Even with a lifespan as long as mine, exploring every corner of Anuzish on foot is no easy task.
-- May fortune favor you, -- said Erefir, watching the figure recede.
-- Quite a romantic motivation, -- she said to herself, observing how Ruby's back gradually faded into the swamp mist. -- It seems His Holiness was mistaken about something; Ruby's heart is simply filled with only one thing, and that's the whole secret. In reality, there might be more in common between us than I initially thought, and more than the rumors suggested.
-- Well, a small summary. We've completed a smaller part of our task, but now the problem lies with the larger part. In principle, we anticipated this by including Alaria in our group, although I wouldn't ideally want to risk a new member. -- Erefir remembered that Alaria had expressed strong doubts earlier about participating in any field missions. As a warrior, Phyr-Phyr didn't want to push anyone into military exploits if they had even the slightest doubt in their heart, and a deadly tournament was undoubtedly a military exploit.
And yet... -- Well, it might be necessary, but let's see what happens when we get there; there's no point in speculating. Now... reconnaissance!
The redhead carefully examines the area, hoping that her newly acquired immunity to the land will also be of help. And yes, if Eclipse was teleported along with the Carnelianites, now was the time to use it.Author
Having received his 327 rem, Klin arrives in Leaf.
Added 7 minutes later Morning
- So, that's the point. And hasn't his expiration date passed yet? - Ayano tilts her head. - To be honest, I'm not much of a fighter. But you probably already figured that out when you grabbed me by the scruff of the neck like a stray kitten, - she looks at her mask, which is not made of metal; at her cloth kimono and wooden geta. She says to Sonata, - I really don't see any other options. Krag-san, could you forge a katana? Well, I mean... I have no doubt that you could, but maybe you don't specialize in them. Besides, it needs to be forged for a whole decade, reforging the blank ten thousand times, or something like that. But whether I can do it justice is another question... It would be better, of course, if I never had to use it.
- I don't know who might need a decade for that, but I can forge it for you in a week. - Oh, - Sonata clasped her hands together, - if such a master as Krag forges the sword, then it will be the best. You will have a personalized katana forged specifically for you, isn't that great?
—Good day, Sir Nayk. You probably remember me; I recently consulted you about some fruits I found in the lands of the Sylvan kingdom. Everything turned out as you predicted, though I never doubted your professional knowledge. However, one of these fruits is still with me, and life in a big city leads to situations where financial need is more important than health. —the knight explains, slightly hesitant. —Therefore, would you be willing to buy this red fruit from me? I think there will be many people in Margel who would like to try such a rare delicacy.
- That's great... - Miko agreed. She wasn't particularly thrilled with the idea of wielding steel. - So... if it's forged specifically for me, do I need to, um... provide some kind of... "measurements"? - She blushed as she said it. - Or something like an affinity test and all that? And in general, I'm not in very good physical shape, so I'm not sure how this would work in practice. If they put a sword on my back, it would probably crush me. Sonata-chan, do you happen to need anything made while we're here?
Zephyr scans the pages of both letters with her eyes. - This is what happens when mortals are the pillars of a nation. Discord and suffering! - Walking on tiptoes, as if in invisible shoes, she shook her head in annoyance. - When Arcelia ruled the world, no one even thought about such things, but now, wherever you look, there is only cannibalism all around. - Sitting on the floor and crossing her legs, the tigress looked sternly at the guests. - Did you at least bring me any gifts?
"G-gifts?!" Beata and Guion exchanged glances. They hadn't brought any gifts, of course, because no one had warned them! But they couldn't let themselves look bad. - Unfortunately, we were in a hurry, so we only took what we had on us at the time (😅)... Guion hesitates, picking up Stardust. On the one hand, Zephyr already has a great club, and he was planning to use this sword to kill a dragon, but on the other hand, it was clearly the best thing they could offer. Noticing her partner's actions, Beata sighed. She didn't want to deprive Guion of his favorite toy and decided to rely on luck. Most likely, they would still have to part with Stardust, but who knows, maybe Rinze will like her bat or even a bow? - ...as a gift, we are ready to offer you something from this... - she opens access to the inventories of the entire group.
The journey to Laplace takes only one day, but much can happen in that time.
🦖 x3 - the group is attacked by dinosaurs. 🦅➕🦖 x1 - the group is attacked by pterodactyls. 🐊 x1 - the group is attacked by basilisks. 🍃 x3 - strong winds force the group to lose a day. 💢 x3 - characters lose a random item from their equipment in the swamp. If the random selection falls on an empty slot, the entire inventory is lost instead, and if the inventory is also empty, all equipment is lost. 💦 x3 - heavy rains exhaust the group, inflicting individual debuffs on its members until they return home. 🌿 x1 - the group finds the Joy of Arselia. 🤢 x1 - the group is afflicted with the poison effect.
Alternative if using aerial movement: Pterodactyls eat 100% of the group members.
Added 4 minutes later Heroist
—Good day, Sir Nayk. You probably remember me; I recently asked you for advice about the fruits I found in the lands of the Sylvan Kingdom. Everything turned out as you said, although I never doubted your professional knowledge. But it turned out that one of these fruits is still with me, and life in a big city leads to situations where financial need is more important than health. —the knight explains, slightly embarrassed. —Therefore, would you agree to buy this red fruit from me? I think there will be many people in Margel who would like to try such a rare delicacy.
—We live in sad times if people have to sacrifice their health for money... I'll give you 300 rem, is that okay?
- That sounds great... - Miko agreed. The thought of wielding steel didn't really appeal to her. - So... if it's forged specifically for me, do I need to, um... provide any... "measurements"? - she blushed as she said it. - Or something like an affinity test or something? And also - I'm not in very good physical shape, so I'm not sure how this would work in practice. If they put a sword on my back, it would probably crush me. Sonata-chan, do you happen to need anything, now that we're here?
- Yes, just a moment, I'll bring a measuring tape and measure your biceps and thigh muscles... No need, I can tell everything just by looking at you.
- Hmm, maybe I do need something. To be honest, I'd also like to get a custom-made katana, but I don't have the money for it right now, so maybe another time.
Nozenrotka shared her observations, for some reason calling pterodactyls "rock riders." -- Merel, you need to increase Alaria's stats and give her experience before we move on. And... I think you need to learn "copy" while we still have a chance to improve our defenses. Or "creation," hmm, which is better? Will you be able to copy my ribbon if you learn it? And do they have Alaria's field sword? (question to the world)
“Finally, something interesting is happening in this dreary town.” Elmer was impressed by the power that had leveled an entire district of the city. It’s a pity that not everyone perished, and the former ruler will have to spend some more time in the mental shackles imposed upon him. But perhaps, by proving himself and helping to cope with a threat of this magnitude, he can convince the stubborn priest of his peaceful intentions. Although, it would be easier to leave the city and hope that the monster will keep returning until it completely destroys the settlement, burying all its inhabitants under its ruins. But the astrologer’s experience suggested that he shouldn’t rely on others, even those as powerful, and that there is nothing better than personal control over the situation, although in this case, the carnelian was more likely acting on a whim, given the strength of the enemy they had to face. Before setting off on the mission, Elmer buys another pair of traveler’s boots.
can monsters be killed? I think it makes sense to learn about comfort. I don’t know what else.
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