Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Not a single one so far... But it doesn't really matter what anyone thinks, because certain things simply shouldn't exist in this world, although His Holiness is too lenient in this regard.

- This is work for the benefit of society. It is preferable to identify those with mental and nervous disorders in advance.

— Hello, thank you for the kind words. You are right, — the Tanarian woman smiled broadly, — I am Alaria Doran, nice to meet you. And thank you for the kind words; I tried my best to ensure everything is of the highest quality. I hope the patients will like it too.

— Perhaps you are right. However, you are a private individual, not a society... It seems to me that, despite the nobility of the members of my squad, they would be a little more motivated if it involved some modest reward for their work. I am sure that there will be no question of identifying patients in this case, but from a statistical point of view, information about how mercenaries think is useful. — She smiles.

— I wonder how Metarma is feeling in the company of the doctor? Does he look at him with eyes full of another fleeting infatuation? Is he not exploiting her?

— Is this the only question, or did you want to talk about something else, sir?

— They didn't seem bad to me, and they were even quite polite. Especially the second one, which is surprising, given his background, — she pauses for a couple of seconds, remembering what color the second boy was marked with. — I hope their decision to join this operation will not backfire on them... Yes, you know, I just thought of something. In my homeland, no one would ever think of sticking their hand into a donation box, for obvious reasons. Firstly, people are decent; secondly, they do not want to anger the gods; and thirdly, there is mostly small change in it. But here, I somehow don't trust people as much. They have not yet developed the necessary spiritual values to a sufficient extent to avoid making a foolish and sacrilegious mistake. Although I sealed the box from the inside with talismans, I still feel that something more reliable would not hurt it. After all, here you can't throw a stone without hitting a superhuman. Maybe some kind of mechanism or something like a bear chest... Or maybe dig it out of the pit, bring it, and convert it? What do you think?

- If doctors paid their patients for the opportunity to consult them, it would be a truly wonderful world.

- That's all. I won't keep you any longer.
A couple of psychiatrist and patient leave.

- They'll enjoy it, wherever they go, because the pleasure of eating is an important factor in healing. The main thing is that it's prepared correctly and that sanitary standards are observed, otherwise, we'll have to treat them for gastrointestinal problems as well, but I think everything is fine with that. - The nurse began loading the dishes onto the cart. - Have you been working in the kitchen for a long time?

On their way to Ornament, Beata and Gion are stopped by an unfamiliar man.

- Hey, you, - he says to Gion, - you've got a good build, what do you do for a living?

- Anything can happen during this operation, but if they survive, it will be a useful experience and will bring some prestige.

If Clidna didn't object, the Tanarian helped her with loading the dishes.
— Professionally, mmm, — the former inquisitor thoughtfully brought her hand to her chin, without touching it, remembering her work in the coffee shop, — probably for a couple of years, although then she took a break. Only recently she returned to, let's say, "active practice." To be honest, at first I took up this business purely as a hobby, with the aim of pleasing myself and my loved ones, and then it somehow imperceptibly grew into something more, he-he. But I'm actually even glad. Such work is not a burden at all. On the contrary, it is pleasant to see when people like the fruits of your efforts. It immediately makes you feel warmer inside. And how long have you been doing your craft?

"I eat well, please my mistress in bed, and periodically get injured," thought Gion sarcastically, looking at this suspicious guy, as if he had stepped out of the pages of some fantastic story about space knights of the far future, leading a crusade against aliens and heretics.
— I... I'm a mercenary, a former soldier, — he said truthfully. — So what?
Beata remained silent, but predictably tensed up and prepared to defend the honor of her Giyoshi if necessary.

Erephir finds his mentor and employer engaged in an animated conversation with an unfamiliar female commander.