Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Hey, - Tsundor Lavheight, captain of the guard of the parade district, approaches the group, - what are you doing standing around? Don't block the traffic, this is already a busy part of the city right now.

Percentage: high. Are we all going there, or are we all leaving from here?

-- Sorry, Captain, - he says to his own. - Well, let's go, guys.

The group heads towards Naria's villa, continuing to scout along the way: what is the political situation, etc., based on external signs and conversations that could be overheard.

Guyon looks very expressively at Erefir, then at Beata, then in the direction where, according to his logic, Kripov should be.

Fyr also whispers to Kalina to check that Beata is okay. Guyon blinks his eyes, wondering what happened to Kripov.

Alaria observes all this whispering and furtive glances with a hint of suspicion, but remains silent. They’re conspiring again. Did they expect this to happen with the stone? Or has it found a new victim, and they already know who it is? Even if she asks, they probably won’t tell her. It’s as if they aren’t dragon-slaying heroes, but a group of suspicious individuals, each with a skeleton in their closet. Not that she wouldn’t fit into such a group, of course.

Beata and Guion pull the skeleton of Antonius Blake out of the closet.

Garrett pulls Harold out of the closet.

Is everyone here, or is everyone leaving?

Everyone is going their own way, but more are leaving than staying.

The group is heading to Naria's villa, continuing to scout along the way: what is the political situation, etc., based on external signs and conversations that might have been overheard.

It might have happened, but it wasn't overheard :P

At the villa, Carneol didn't find Naria, nor did he find Naera, so instead of dealing with two princesses, they had to deal with the servant, Manin Tai.
- Oh, it looks like everyone is alive and even without any lost limbs. That's good; it seems this dragon is just good as artillery, but not so good as a fighter. - He looked around at the assembled group, assessing whether anyone might want to punch him for that comment, and then continued. - It's a pity about Kridear; I have a colleague from there... But anyway, the situation is as follows... While you were dealing with the dragon, an incident occurred at the temporary government headquarters. There was a meeting between the Patriarch and the head of the Bureau of Magic, discussing the anti-magic barrier around the city, which was destroyed during the last attack by Despair, and then this priest showed up... He shot Konrad, who was guarding the entrance, and strangled Random with a whip. He went inside, stunned the employee who was working there, made his way to the meeting place, killed Caravella, and fought with the Patriarch... Then the governor returned, and during the duel, he had to retreat, jumping out the window. Although, I guess all these names don't mean anything to you? Uh, well, in short, among the dead, we have the captain of the Emerald Alley guard, another ordinary guard, and the captain of the Bureau of Magic. The Patriarch is in critical condition, and the criminal is at large. That's the story, so Her Highness Princess Naera is currently very busy, so you'll have to wait for your reward, okay?

Experience
Beata +3480
Gillon +3520
Garrett +3880
Alaria +3480
Erephir +3960
Kilika +3400
Kalina +7140

Then the governor returned, and during a duel, he was forced to retreat, jumping out the window.

I recognize Tsukiko. 😎

Well, all that remains is to eliminate the seriously wounded patriarch, and Rynze will have a chance to regain influence.

"I haven't seen the captain of the magic bureau, but I have a good idea of what the others are like."

-- You're simply underestimating us, Sir Ty, but it's clear that we also underestimated the rebellious priest. This is sad news...

"On the other hand, there hasn't been a revolution or a change of power, so it could have been worse."

-- How can Carnelian help us now?

Beata gasped.
“Eugene?! Our Patriarch was wounded?! WHERE IS THAT BASTARD…”
Guyon grabbed her around the waist.
“Beata, stop, stop, he didn’t…”
“You heard! Some jerk attacked Eugene and a bunch of other people! He’s going to pay…”
Beata’s strength stat was higher, and she clearly wasn’t listening to him, growing increasingly agitated. Guyon was in a desperate situation – the mission entrusted to him by Erefir could be ruined right now.
He did the only thing that came to mind.
He quickly turned Beata’s face towards him, covered her lips with a desperate kiss, and embraced her with all the strength he could muster.
She almost instantly relaxed in his arms, instinctively responding to the display of affection and forgetting everything.

A few awkward seconds later, they broke the kiss. Embarrassed, Guyon gave Erefir an apologetic smile, as if saying, “I tried.”
“Use this method to calm me down more often, Guyon,” Beata purred. “I liked it. So, where were we… The Patriarch is in trouble, and there’s a religious maniac running around the city? What can we do?”

Well, since we got here so quickly, I'll use my last Order point on Wednesday to get a useless book, and that will be it until the next Creed event.

"It would have been naive to expect the enemy to remain idle. I'd like to say that the exchange was equal, and we deprived him of his trump card, but... is that really the case? He lost a powerful weapon, but the number of figures holding Margel back from complete chaos has also decreased. Not to mention the latest stain on the reputation of the imperial administration. And now, somewhere in the city, an Arcelian maniac is wandering around. Perhaps he's even waiting for us at headquarters, who knows. We relaxed too soon. Oh, how too soon."
Alaria didn't feel like giving Manin a beating. Her mind was occupied with something else. There was definitely no time to rest now. They were needed by Margel again, even though meeting the unknown promised to be almost as risky as a battle with a dragon. This one could vaporize half the group with a snap of his fingers, just like that. And the remaining half might not be able to handle him without the help of their exiled comrades. The partner of Bezradny turned out to be just as capable.

-- How can Carneol help right now?

- Not yet, we're waiting for things to calm down. I heard that the attacker has already left the city limits, so hunting him down would be pointless, especially when half of your forces could be defeated with a short prayer.

- Where is Evgeny? - asked Guion. - I studied medicine a little... I'm not the best doctor in town, but I think an extra pair of hands could be helpful. We can't lose him; we owe him a lot.

- lol... - The servant was initially surprised by such a suggestion, and then he smirked. - I'm not aware, so I can't help you.

Guyon just sighed.
“Home?” asked Beata, addressing her superior.