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"Tsk, I'm quite talkative. Well, it's time for some improvisation." — I wish I knew myself, — the Tanarian sighed, shaking her head, — they dragged me away, but didn't really explain why. I still don't understand what it was. But, oh well. Probably just training. How are things with you, are there any changes?
— I see... With us, everything is as it was yesterday. By the way, we can use "you" now, we are colleagues after all.
- I see... Everything is the same as yesterday. By the way, we can use "you" now, we are colleagues after all.
"And it's true, I hadn't even thought about it. In a way, even before arriving in Anush, I often played the role of a combat medic, thanks to cauterization and the Light Meridian. And anatomy lessons were part of inquisitorial training. Hmm. I even regret a little that I didn't find time for that archival medical manual. Although, of course, I still wouldn't have had enough time to volunteer in both positions. But my knowledge would have been useful to Caroneol. Even when I relearn my native techniques, it will still be beneficial." — Ha-ha, sorry. Sometimes I'm too formal," the girl awkwardly looked away and scratched the back of her head, "hmm, as one colleague to another, if it's not a secret, how is the staff fed here? I hadn't really thought about it before.
“It’s unexpected to hear such harsh self-criticism from you, Erephir, as if a dam has suddenly burst within your heart. This… is very bad, as there haven’t been any reasonable reasons for this yet. Given the circumstances, Sir Mellis and I have decided to hold the ritual of succession and my coronation next Monday, after announcing the death of the current emperor. Despite this tragic news, we will hold a national festival, giving people a chance to rest and regain their strength, and then, the first thing I will do in this new role is to declare a total war against Neferia and, most likely, Farrellia as well. Yesterday, I learned that the government of that country managed to establish a dialogue with the undead and that, in exchange for some agreement, they shared the secrets of airship and glider construction with them, so the Necromancer plans to bypass the front line and attack our cities directly, spreading their miasma that turns the living into walking dead. Given the current distrust of the regions towards the central government, it will be difficult to explain to people the need for a large-scale war, but there is no other choice. So, I recommend that you relax for a while, but if you have any questions for me, I am ready to answer them.”
The building at the specified address turned out to be a luxurious house. The butler, who worked there, verified the purpose of the guest's arrival and led him to his employer, who turned out to be a blind woman.
- Welcome, Klin. - She knew his name from the butler, without whom he would not have been allowed inside. - Let me clarify, you are on assignment from the workers' guild, is that correct?
—Good day. —obeying the old habit, the knight bowed, perfectly aware of the meaninglessness of this gesture. —That's right, it's related to the memory of the unfortunate.
— Ha-ha, sorry. Sometimes I'm overly formal, — the girl awkwardly looked away and scratched her head, — hmm, as one colleague to another, if it's not a secret, how is the staff fed here? I haven't really thought about it before.
- - - Hmm... We either eat with the patients or they prepare something from the leftover food.
- - - Hmm... We either eat with the patients or prepare something from the leftover food.
"And I somehow thought that they bring their own." — Oh, interesting, thank you. I learn something new every day. In principle," Alarii remembered Klydna's remark about the juice, "if needed, I could help with the second option as well. Since we are colleagues. For a moment, the girl had a thought that she might sound like someone who thinks a lot about food, or perhaps a bit of a workaholic. And if she wasn't entirely sure about the first, the second was not far from the truth.
— It's surprising to hear such harsh self-criticism from you, Erefir, as if a dam has suddenly burst within your heart. This... is very bad, as there haven't been any reasonable reasons for it yet. Considering the circumstances, Sir Mellis and I decided to hold the ritual of succession and my coronation next Monday, after announcing the death of the current Emperor. Despite this tragic news, we will hold a national festival, give people a chance to rest and recover, and then, the first thing I will do in this new role is to declare a total war against Nephiria, and most likely, Farellia as well. Yesterday, I learned that the government of that country managed to establish a dialogue with the undead, and in exchange for some agreement, they shared the secrets of airship and glider construction with them, so the necromancers plan to bypass the front line and attack our cities directly, spreading their miasma that turns the living into walking dead. Given the current distrust of the regions towards the central government, it will be difficult to explain to people the need for a large-scale war, but there is no other choice. So, I recommend that you relax for a while, but if you have any questions for me, I am ready to answer them.
"Perhaps this world is not real after all, because all my confessions are absolutely reasonable. Well... maybe I went a little overboard with the servants, okay?) And I continue to be gently praised even now. And what have I earned this with? Maybe I'm already completely dead in the Lands, and this is my Valhalla?"
— You are too kind. And I can't help but criticize, because now, unlike all my past life, I am not a wandering knight; I have You, and I am responsible to You for everything I do. If the sword in Your hand was not sharp enough to cut the enemy's last vein, and yet that sword is sharpened, and there is enough strength in Your hands, then won't You have questions for the sword? I just want to be the best blade in the world, but if You say that everything is fine, then I will trust You, although I will not stop improving. But the main thing is that from Your first phrase when we met, it seemed to me that You are too strict with yourself and bear a burden that does not belong to You. I'm sorry if I was wrong, — all this speech was really, in many ways, a double-edged sword: now that Naria has directly said that Erefir was not to blame for her actions, but only tried to do what was best, it turned out that the same applies to Naria herself. Well, a princess cannot control and predict everything in the world, and she cannot be fully responsible for what happened in her absence, when decisions were made by others.
— Yes, perhaps I did say too much; a knight is expected to be more impeccable in his speech, — a bow. — Believe me, I would not even slightly tarnish my honor before anyone else, because my honor depends on Yours. I will not dare to repeat this again.
And it's not that she really feels remorse. Perhaps not, she is still not the cause of evil to anyone, and in other respects, one could dig deep, but if lessons have been learned, then these memories can be safely put away in some distant box. And, of course, the redhead will do just that, as soon as she leaves the villa, and switch to other tasks... Maybe even sooner. That's just her character; there's nothing you can do about it.)
— There are many questions, now that I have earned Your trust. I congratulate You on the upcoming coronation, Your Highness; You are definitely needed by the Empire now more than ever. However, His Majesty? Please, tell me what is happening. It seems that the lack of publicly available information about His... condition after the attack of the Despair is not just a political gesture. Nevertheless, we have just seen the capabilities of Margel's search engine, so what is happening, is there any hope, and what is its source? Can we be of any use?
— May I also ask how many Aconian stones You have collected so far? It seems that with almost every meeting, You become stronger; I suppose that Your progress is already great, but in order to plan the remaining work, I would like to have an assessment. And... you know, if You could reveal a little more about the nature of Your achievements in studying this sacred past and gathering its power, I would be grateful, but I will understand if the time has not yet come. After all, I don't even have mind immunity now; I can't be sure that this secret will die with me.
— Sad news about Nephiria, but I must say that this explains a lot. I have a secret idea that I haven't even told my master yet, although perhaps this precaution is unnecessary. Just because it seems so... that it could change everything.
— I believe that the connectivity of the regions and the army can and should be improved. Tell me... I haven't seen it personally, but does this world have the concept of signal towers? There probably is. Master Quant recently told me about how he uses special clocks to control an unmanned aerial vehicle. Although this achievement is in itself, I thought at that moment that clocks don't care what they control, right? What if, on the other side, instead of an aircraft, there is some dial with letters? Hmm, I won't burden you too much, but it seems to me that by building many, many towers, and then connecting them all with invisible threads, it will be possible to transmit messages over any distance in an instant. And then nothing will catch us by surprise, because instead of sending messengers or pigeons, it will be enough for some duty officer to go to the tower, and then another duty officer to descend from his. I can't confidently say now whether this is necessary in the war with the undead, and also that I am not overestimating the properties of precious stones, which, for me, who is not used to this, look like an obvious magic. Maybe it can't even be done at a reasonable cost. But if You say that You are interested, and that it makes sense... I will probably start developing it as soon as possible.
— By the way, unmanned aerial vehicles themselves also look like a good addition, although I don't like to fight like that. But maybe it's worth calculating economically, and if it turns out that they are much cheaper than airships, then many of these kamikaze aircraft with bombs dropped at the right altitude would work well against airships. Hmm, maybe this is something that I should calculate myself in advance, before burdening You with my still unfounded thoughts.)
— Also, what do You think Senator Shen Tao is planning? Perhaps Her Highness Lady Naera has already told You what I thought about the likely policy of this gentleman, but that was the opinion of a complete amateur in politics, and what do You think?
— I hope I don't tire the Suzerain, especially since this is not even all... Maybe I should ask in turn, but I'm always like that
—Good day. —the knight bowed, obeying an old habit, though he was well aware of the meaninglessness of the gesture. —Indeed, it is connected with the memory of the unfortunate.
—If my request doesn't seem strange to you, I will be ready to cooperate with you, although perhaps that's not the most appropriate word for such an event. In our country, there are many people, each with their own life and unique story, but when their time comes to an end, most of them disappear without a trace. For example, the tragic news about Kriedar – it was home to all sorts of people, but now no one really remembers them. Their names? Their characters? Their deeds? Their relationships? Their dreams? All of this has vanished, and I find this to be a very sad aspect of our existence. Therefore, I would like to preserve the memory of those people of the empire who are no longer with us, even if only in ink on paper.
"And I somehow thought that they bring their own." — Oh, interesting, thank you. I learn something new every day. In principle, Alarii remembered Klydna's remark about the juice, — if it's needed, I could help with the second option as well. Since we're colleagues. For a moment, the girl thought that she might sound like someone who thinks a lot about food, or perhaps a bit of a workaholic. And if she wasn't entirely sure about the first, the second wasn't too far from the truth.
- Well, if it won't be a problem for you, you can just prepare extra food for the employees. After all, we primarily care about the patients.
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