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“Leave me and my rear end alone!” – Ghion rolled his eyes internally.
А, вот почему.

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- Long is an understatement, and it's not even certain that he's reached the halfway point... But if you still have the energy, I'd like to discuss something with you," the girl glanced around to make sure there weren't any other people nearby, any customers...
There were no other people around besides them.
- There isn't much work right now, let's talk.
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- Wonderful! Amazing! Considering the size of the table, this is already very impressive! You can rotate it or toss it in the air, see for yourself. Or you can put chairs or some barrels on top...
- Got it, boss!
Laikos tosses the table in the air, but underestimates his strength - the furniture rises into the air and falls on Creon, knocking the ascetic off his feet.
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Beata checks to see if any materials remain after the stage construction. If there are a couple of logs left, they could be used to make some good weights.
There's plenty left.
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- So, kid. From our conversation, I understand that Beata has no plans for you, and she has given you the promised reward. So either you go about your business in peace, or, if you want to watch the rehearsal, you sit in the very back row, fold your hands, and sit quietly, because something tells me that if you gape during rehearsals, something will fly into your mouth," he said with a mysterious smile.
- Now I'll be scrubbing my hand for a week after your skinny ass...
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- We'll be done in a couple of days," the priestess nods. - That's it, really. It seems like everything else is finished.
- Well, yes, tomorrow we just need to figure out how to distribute ourselves in the train compartments, because the journey is not short.

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Sanexa Rimm didn't answer anything; instead, she hugged the living dead tightly.
—Otto, you're going to suffocate me! —the living dead creaked with its bones. —So, we have a deal.



—Oh, look, there's a sign for the melancholic one. I think we're almost there.

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Got it, boss!
Laikos flips the table, but underestimates his strength – the furniture rises into the air and falls on Creon, knocking the ascetic off his feet.
Alaria, who was standing nearby at that moment, instinctively jumped out of the line of attack, but her neighbor was not so lucky. Therefore, noticing this, she immediately rushed to help the man get rid of the burden that had fallen on him, so that Gillon could immediately provide the necessary assistance to the potential patient.
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Now I'll have to scrub my hand for a week after your skinny ass, and you're telling stories...
"So, if Gillon had a bigger bulge, Dahs wouldn't even mind? The boy is revealing his preferences..."
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#22835
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- Understood, boss!
Laikos throws the table, but underestimates his strength - the furniture rises into the air and falls on Creon, knocking the ascetic off his feet.
😱😱
Beata and Guyon rush to Creon, and Guyon immediately examines the injured man.
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Everything is left as it should be.
"Excellent."
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- Now I'll have to scrub my hand for a week after your skinny ass, and you're telling stories...
- My skinny ass will be cleaner than your mouth, - Guyon gestured, telling him to leave.
А, вот почему.

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- Gender with gender, and that's all there is to it, - the holy woman-virus replies sternly. - And we'll sort out the rest as the situation demands. Having fallen into thought, she contemplates something for a while, then says: - I don't really want to do this, but it would be irresponsible to ignore it, - her hand rests on the cherry katana. - It's been a while since I last used it. Today is the last chance to shake off the rust... - taking a yellow amulet made a couple of days ago from her bag, she puts it in her pocket. - There's a secluded area over there, not visible from the outside. You can help me practice, although with such a difference in skill, it's pointless. Or I can do it myself. - ...Well... Minako-chan, I've already given you everything for today, so if you want, you can go home, or if you want, you can study what's going on here. This is now your sanctuary too. => study the whole sword and go home
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
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#22837
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—Oh, look, there’s a sign for Melancholy Street. I think we’re almost there.
And indeed, soon the couple finds themselves at 666 Melancholy Street. After dealing with the butler, they find themselves at a meeting with the Sword Maiden.
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And so, having noticed this, she immediately rushed to help the man get rid of the burden that had fallen upon him, so that Guyon could immediately provide the necessary assistance to the potential patient.
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Beata and Guyon run up to Creon, and Guyon immediately examines the injured man.
A quick examination shows that the ascetic’s life is not in danger, but with a broken hip, he will hardly be able to get to the hospital on his own.
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—...Well, Minako-chan, I’ve basically told you everything for today, so if you want, you can go home, or if you want, you can study what’s what here. This is now your Sanctuary too.
—I think I’ll walk around and practice while it’s not too late! —She hugs her mentor. —Have a good trip!
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—I don’t really want to do this, but it would be irresponsible to neglect it, —her hand rests on the cherry katana. —It’s been a while since I last used it. Today is the last chance to shake off the rust... —taking out a yellow mamori made a couple of days ago from her bag, she puts it in her pocket. —There’s a spot over there that’s not visible from the outside. You can help me practice, although with such a difference in skill, it’s pointless. Or I can do it myself.
—Training is always more productive with a living opponent, so I’ll help you.
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—You’re pretending. —He said after their sparring session. —At this rate, you’ll be able to defeat me with one hand.
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study the whole sword and go home
He arrives...

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A quick examination shows that the ascetic's life is not in danger, but with a broken hip, he will hardly make it to the hospital on his own.
- I'm sorry... I didn't watch closely... 😔 - Beata sighed guiltily, looking away.
- Yes, it's an unpleasant fracture, - Guyon sighed. - I'll take him to the hospital; I won't be needed at rehearsals yet, anyway.
- I don't think that... - Beata whispered in a dejected voice, but Guyon groaned and rolled his eyes.
- Let's not do that, okay? Shit happens. Everyone is alive, thank Anuzish. No one is to blame for what happened. I'll try to be back as soon as possible.
- O-okay, - Beata lowered her head and took a few deep breaths, regaining her composure. With an effort of will, she restrains herself from bursting into tears, but when she raises her head, a polite smile spreads across her face.
- Creon, we apologize for what happened, - she bowed slightly before the ascetic. - Guyon will take you to the hospital; we hope everything goes well. If anything happens, all complaints should be directed to us... To me.
She turns to Laikos and grins.
- Yes, kid, you're strong! Just right for tomorrow's performance. Just be a little more careful, okay? Let's move away so you can practice and get a feel for the props. A little training, and you'll get it! We have some materials left; I'll teach you how to juggle logs!

Guyon helps Creon get up and drags him to the hospital.
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And indeed – soon the couple finds themselves at house number 666 on Melancholy Street. After overcoming the butler, they find themselves at a meeting with the maiden of the sword.
—Good day. As we discussed, I have returned to tell you about the people of Kridear. Allow me to introduce my companion – this is Sanexa Rimm. If you don't mind, I would like her to listen to the tale of my homeland before misfortune befell us. Today, memory is the most valuable thing I have left, and to preserve it, I am ready to share it with everyone who is interested.
Taking out a diary filled with notes, the knight, in polite anticipation of the hostess's consent, prepared to read.

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A quick examination shows that the ascetic's life is not in danger, but with a broken hip, he is unlikely to reach the hospital on his own.
"******* rehearsed, simply five stars. This strong guy is supposedly a champion of public safety, but his strength is more terrifying than any plague. And Beata, of course, didn't clear the arena either. They really know how to thank a person for their efforts and help, well done! I, *****, am starting to figure out whose ideas Guion is following, spending his time in a hospital bed."
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Guion helps Creon get up and drags him to the hospital.
Alaria would have liked to help, but she realized that one person here would probably be enough, and sending a qualified medic as an escort would be more reasonable than sending her. Although... at this rate, they might need a medic here themselves. Besides, she also had to rehearse her performance soon. All that remained was to apologize to Creon once more for her comrades, and, like a Lunarian with a Kredarian, they headed to the hospital to clean up the courtyard. Otherwise, such antics will only add to Astellia's workload.
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Beata seemed lost in thought and urged everyone to start rehearsing near the stage.
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No one other than the two of them was present at the moment.
- There isn't much work right now, let's discuss it.
-- Very well. You know, Master, this thought has been brewing in me for some time, and I was in no rush to voice it, as the potential grandeur of the undertaking frightened me. But I had the honor of speaking with the Suzerain, and she gave me the necessary drop of courage to develop such an enterprise... Its peculiarity lies in the fact that it makes no sense within the framework of the private commissions we are used to, but if the state were interested in providing financial participation—that changes everything. Another peculiarity is related to the same: should this project be feasible and reasonable in cost, it should be kept more secret than usual for a while. After all, the situation is slightly complicated right now, Master, so...

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The task is to create a means of long-distance communication between any regions of the empire based on "control clocks" similar to those used in the MLA. Yes, that relatively recent conversation was exactly with this thought in mind, and the implementation seemed possible to me at first glance: linking a clock to a flying vehicle should be no more difficult than linking a device that transmits letters via threads and a device that receives and displays them.

Thus, the ultimate goal is to create an integrated system that allows important information to be sent to cities of the empire at any distance from the sender almost instantaneously (compared to the speed of messengers, pigeons, mail trains, airships, etc.), which could become an incredible strategic advantage during war, and during peace, allow regions to feel more like part of a unified whole by receiving news, dispatches... Moreover, this system could be open for civilian use during downtime from state tasks.

The design is envisioned as follows:


Tower height: as I understand it, the invisible threads connecting the sapphires do not react much to small obstacles, such as passing people or a few cobblestones, but will the same be true for large terrain features? For many trees in a forest? I haven't had the opportunity to check this. If so, the height of each tower should be selected individually depending on these features, as well as taking into account the curvature of the surface of Anuzish. If the threads are completely all-penetrating, then there is no point in the tower construction and all necessary devices can be placed in any convenient building at any height.

Tower devices:
1. Control Panel. Almost completely repeats the UAV control panel, but all components are designed to generate the longest possible threads {description of components, including that same maximum quality anchor-sapphire}. Interface: instead of a dial controlling the direction of movement, a dial with letters and a needle is needed; for convenience, it should be made larger, about 20 cm in diameter.
2. Receiver. Uses an external energy supply to receive threads and, according to them, display letters on the receiver's dial {description of construction}.
3. Transmitter. All tower transmitters are essentially control panels and receivers in one bottle, but without control and display elements, operating in passive mode, transmitting threads as far as possible on a universal frequency {description of construction}.
4. Receiver Blocker. If the signal is not intended for this tower but for another, the signal must still pass through it, but the first control signal of the threads will block the receiver {description of construction}.

Other:
1. All towers must be able to periodically retune the frequency according to some schedule so that no unauthorized persons connect (although I hope that for a while there will be no such problem).
2. In its minimal form, the tower requires the presence of an attendant, and the subsequent running of a messenger through the city upon receiving a message. Perhaps a short run, if the tower is located right next to the city hall... But in theory, smaller receiving-panels could be made, tuned to communicate with the tower, and worn directly on the wrist. I'm not sure if this is justified—everyone seems to have legs—but it's worth considering...

Questions:
1. In its current form, any message blocks the entire system, as everything works on one frequency for the sake of range. This meets the minimal goal, but for more, we should think about making all devices work on a large number of frequencies simultaneously (fortunately, this should be possible on one sapphire; only the frequency control wheels would need to be duplicated?)
2. Need to estimate the cost of the project in some pilot configuration (say, from Margel to the southeastern borders).
3. At the same time, I would be grateful for any other comments, criticism, and corrections.
-- What do you say, Master? I tried to think it through every which way, but... I might have rushed a bit and forgotten something important :)
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Yuri's psi-towers from Red Alert 2.
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Beata was lost in thought and led the group to rehearse towards the stage.
After familiarizing herself with the safety procedures, Alaria was once again convinced that she would have to change before the upcoming rehearsal. Ideally, she would like to conduct all of this in the outfit ordered for the performance, to get used to all the possible nuances, but there was nothing she could do about it. She would also like to avoid injuries among those present, but that's how it turned out. There weren't many alternatives for rehearsal, so Alaria had no choice but to change into her training clothes and quietly ask Beata for permission to temporarily put away the only piece of jewelry, the necklace gifted by the princess, in the safe.
[New CG has been added to the Gallery]