Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- H-hello, how can I help you? 😅 - Beata says with a slightly nervous smile.

- I have learned that your organization is interested in imperial chronicles, and in connection with the ascension to the throne of a new monarch, I would like to offer you to evaluate the periods of rule of its predecessors by describing their positive and negative aspects. In my opinion, these opinions could serve as a good source of impartial evaluative information for the imperial government in the near future.

"Ah, so it's not censorship. Well, that's not as fun. I was looking forward to seeing how Beata would handle the legal formalities, but oh well."

-- Indeed, that is the case, although I must admit, I am surprised that we are honored with your visit, esteemed minister, for simply reading historical books," the knight nodded. -- Who was the source of this information? And yes, as a leader, I can speak for everyone: most of our warriors, including myself, would gladly accept your offer. What format do you require?

- I have learned that your organization is interested in imperial chronicles, and in connection with the ascension to the throne of a new monarch, I would like to offer you to evaluate the periods of rule of its predecessors by describing their positive and negative aspects. In my opinion, these opinions could serve as a good source of impartial evaluative information for the imperial government in the near future.

- Guyon cast his vote. - And by what time should we have the assessment?

- Consider this a state secret. Any format will do, the main thing is to clearly express your thoughts on the topic.

- Phaaaaaaa, - he exhaled, immediately inhaling again, - phyyyyyyyy, - and almost blushed from this action, - have you ever heard of a special gas that is inhaled during emotional distress, failures, defeats, and the like? I don't remember what it's called... Something like... Opium, in general. So, you've metaphorically inhaled it now and are telling me fairy tales. It's all a matter of money. Pay as much as you need, and you'll get the best livestock from the coolest mountains, with the purest air, and the greenest grass, and they'll put so much talent, professionalism, passion, soul, and everything else you want into every dish, as much as needed, and even more. And there's a lot of money in Margel! - He patted his belly contentedly and burped again. - See how much "goodness" is inside me? You can't achieve such a divine result on your meager diet. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, buddy? You look like a walking corpse, honestly.

—Copium? Is that when you try to pass off serious health problems as divine blessings? —the knight folded his arms across his chest. —No matter how much money you have, you still won't be able to experience authentic Kreidean cuisine. You can, of course, resort to denial, saying, "You just have a poor diet, and I wasn't that interested anyway," but then it will remain nothing more than empty rhetoric. The crops grown in my homeland, in the Margel climate, won't thrive here. The fruits will lose their nutritional value in transit, even if they're delivered by airship. The meat from live livestock will spoil from stress, and products preserved for long-term storage won't capture the true essence. And professional cuisine can't compare to authentic home cooking, no matter how much you pay the chefs; passion can't be bought with money. True food is when it's grown with your own hands, after a hard day of mental and physical work, in the comfort of your home, and surrounded by loved ones. That's why every Kreidean is quick and athletic, while the capital has the highest mortality rate from obesity.

- It would be best to finish it by tomorrow.

Have you ever seen slaves? They're all skin and bones because of their terrible diet.