Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

Looking at Erathia.

Erephir closes the window and goes back to sleep.

"Food is included, but the courier is not part of the contract," the Nosrenrotka said, listening to Kohai. "So you'll have to deliver it yourself, okay? As for your position, you'll be stationed in the city; Astellia is here too. Let's go get a standard contract. I think you can handle the position yourself; it's pretty straightforward, but there's a lot of paperwork. It's just bureaucracy, eh..."

The knight shoulders Rock and leads Klin to the office. Oh, this place has really gone downhill without the Carneol historian; there was a certain spirit here... a mournful one. Well, never mind, Klin will be here now.

A piece of paper and a pen are placed on the table. The paper contained all the terms and conditions in legal language, and since the previous secretary clearly didn't need to do this for their position, it's obvious that the text was written by the diligent and meticulous Aiko, who wanted to be prepared for all eventualities.

"Also, I need to warn you," Erefir continues. "About our mission. It may not directly concern you, but at this stage, it would be strange to keep it a secret, right? So, we plan to kill the dragon by Monday, and we've developed a pretty good plan against it. I don't think you're interested in the details right now, though. But first, no one can be sure of anything; I've seen what the creature is capable of. Second, I pray to the gods that we catch it alone, because it definitely has accomplices, and we don't know anything about them at the moment. So, it's not a fact that you'll be working with us for long, Klin."

"Well, in the worst-case scenario, your instructions are the same as Astellia's: take everyone and evacuate. Until Monday, at hour X on Monday morning. But if we succeed, that's good; I hope for a long and fruitful collaboration, if you haven't changed your mind, of course."

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She gives him time to think and carefully digest everything.

He isn't pointing his weapon at you.

—Astellia? I don't remember if we met at yesterday's meeting... I'm used to paperwork. And I can handle it myself. I don't want to brag, but in my hometown, I was the fastest runner.

—Can it be that you managed to prepare everything in just a week? And this hammer is probably also for squashing a dragon like a fly? My admiration for Her Lightness's mercenaries is boundless. —notes the knight. "One such Carnelian could probably conquer Calcite in a week." —he adds to himself with great sadness. —Well, I'd like you to keep the depressing mood to yourself, Erephir, it doesn't suit you.

—So, we leave the city limits until Monday evening if we don't hear from you? Understood, it will be done. I hope we'll see each other again, I like to listen to stories about different exploits.

Erephir steps aside and finds himself behind the brick wall, trying not to lose the initiative in case something happens.

-- I don't think I know you, and this is also private property of a military unit. Are you sure you haven't mistaken the building?

"As if knocking on windows is normal practice when dealing with other buildings."

- The will to survive is a good thing. It helps you get out of even the most hopeless situation,” the priestess nods. “And your Beata-dono reminds me of someone close to me... The demiurge of the universe has an amazing sense of humor. Still, let's hope for the best. But if something happens... I promise to fulfill your order, Gion-dono.
All the time he spends in prayer to Anuzish, she spends in a parallel prayer, addressed to Kami.
- Gion-dono... - she says at the end of the preparation. - If you still have any - any - amulets for the fortress of the mind, I will ask you to temporarily remove them. Don't think that we are going to take any journeys into the depths of your mind; it's just that I need to temporarily immobilize you so that you don't harm yourself during the procedure.

-- Astellia is our maid. That's what we agreed on.

-- So, let's create such a story.

I read books up to Raidar.

- I know a way to protect the lives of innocents from the outrages of Despair, but if you think I'm wrong, then...
The stranger, with unnatural slowness, begins to leave.

👍And I don't think I've met your cook yet. Otherwise, thank you, Erephir. I'll try to be helpful.