Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia
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—Thank you, Erephir, you don't need to worry about me. —Clin politely declines the treats. —I don't eat or drink until 6, haha...
"So, this is what the secret base of the elite squad of the first princess looks like." —the knight looks around. "And Erephir is doing a great job of disguising herself; she's probably the most ruthless of the mercenaries."
After greeting Biby and Bob (interesting names, indeed), Clin has the feeling that he has met this couple before, but he can't quite remember, it must have been too fleeting.
—Never mind, everything is fine in Chronos. —the knight replies to the knightess. —Unfortunately, we don't have many clients right now. But be careful, or I'll learn your profession and take away your title of first student!
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
Erephir gave an awkward smile.
-- Yes, My Lady, please excuse us... -- the girl hesitated to reveal this fact about their past for as long as possible, just in case, but of course, Narya had warned them. Or Kalina. Or both. -- It's quite unpleasant to have such a glaring weakness that negates all their efforts, but there's nothing to be done about it. Unless they can accelerate to two hundred meters per second...
-- Kridaar. Wasn't the previous leader from there? Well, she certainly has nothing to do with the grievances of the old Church, but it seems the enemy has fallen so low that they are going to strike at the most innocent, and I have no doubt in the Sovereign's foresight. If anyone can predict the next move of the Arcelites and the Apostle, it's her.
- Those who are born to fly cannot crawl underground, and so on. - Kalina added.
- Therefore, Carneol has two options: either go to the border with Farrellia and hope for the best, or go to Kridaar and wait for the arrival of Despair... which guarantees massive casualties and horrific destruction. Evacuation is probably not an option either, as it could encourage the enemy to strike elsewhere...
Biba and Boba emerge from the library in their entirety and cheerfully greet the guests.
—Thank you, Erefir, you don't need to worry about me. —Klin politely declines the refreshments. —I don't eat or drink until 6, haha...
"So this is what the secret base of the elite squad of the first princess looks like." —the knight looks around. "And Erefir is very good at disguising herself; she's probably the most ruthless of the mercenaries."
After greeting Biba and Boba (interesting names, indeed), Klin has the feeling that he has met this couple before, but he can't quite remember when; it must have been a fleeting encounter.
—Well, everything is fine at Chronos too. —he replies to the knight. —There aren't many clients right now, unfortunately. But you should be careful, or I'll learn your profession and take your title of first apprentice!
"In peacetime, Carneol didn't have many clients, but now, on the contrary, Chronos... Sigh. But that's life. Warriors profit from war, and mechanics profit from peacetime; we just switch places when something happens."
— Yes, I understand that... After all, these are luxury goods, and they all shine, but people just want to ease the sadness in their hearts...
The girl pours Master Quant coffee or tea, depending on his preference, and sets out some food on the table. She also pours herself a cup of coffee: a rather dangerous combination.
—Please, help yourselves. You won't find anything like this in town right now; everything is temporarily closed, so you're lucky... Klin, are you sure you don't want anything?
—Well, are you working on anything? You can use the break from clients in other ways, Master?
They hesitate between wanting to give their colleagues some privacy and their curiosity, but they don't dare join the conversation themselves.
- Ah, so that's how it is...
They'll make you sit on the couch.
- No, no, thank you. Although, perhaps, if you allow, I'll take some cookies with me, for a friend. Because, indeed, yesterday I walked around the city, but I couldn't find anywhere to buy treats. You're lucky with your cook.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
- It's good that this establishment was repurposed into its current form; otherwise, after such an interview, one might feel like opening their own veins, - he shrugged. - Even if I put in all my effort, I don't think my work will be highly appreciated... I'm willing to help, even for free or for a nominal fee. But if it doesn't significantly impact the budget, we can proceed without payment; money is always useful for the temple. Speaking of which, I had the same thoughts about construction, or rather, not about the labor code, but about the fact that this kind of help should also be rewarded fairly. I'll talk to those responsible, and they'll come up with some kind of agreement. But I'm not yet aware of how this is valued in terms of "ray" equivalent. So, I'll find out.