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"And don't forget about this for a second, okay?" - somewhere in the background, she managed to feel relieved that she had time to wash her hand with soap and spray it with antiseptic after interacting with Muda-kun, as well as after contact with that loser and whoever else, restoring such a sterile feeling to her, as if she had been reborn. "This is in response to the question of what might happen if you want to do something that you'll be 'remembered' for later" - finishing with these words, covering up the foolishness. Most likely, it will be me who does this... But I think not only me. Bors-san and Kayasa-kocho too. Sonata-chan too. And even if Bajena stubbornly resists, I'll make her make you cry. Although... Wait, it all sounds like there's an option for you to die. Okay, turn everything I just said 180 degrees. None of us will cry for you if you stupidly give up, so just survive. The island with sand is not just a fantasy, but a really possible scenario, so... Even if not exactly in that format, but... nevertheless... Keep that in mind! I will fill you with so many internal barriers as needed, so don't try to get out of this situation easily, that's what I mean," she said, folding her arms on her chest and sighing. "It would be super stupid to reach this point without actually having a late-game plan and striving for it. Okay, you understand me," she said, unexpectedly becoming embarrassed, and then leaves. "Come on, so I don't have to be sad later... That is, not-sad on a 180-degree scale, to be more precise. Hmm... What does 'sad' mean... Anyway, don't catch me on rhetoric right now - you understand what I mean. The best ending, and without any pathetic sacrifice - no more, no less. Come on, I believe in you, and I'll give you the same in return, so that's our agreement. Well... okay..." - after the conversation, she just had to wait for Bors.

-- Well, guys, are you tired of answering questions? -- he looks around at everyone. -- Let's wrap this up then. Here's a whole list that you can, and even should, add new questions to, and I ask you to answer them. This way, we will finally fill in all the gaps in our knowledge about each other, and I hope you agree with me that this is important and interesting. So:
-- What is your birthday?
-- What is your favorite color?
-- What is your favorite item of clothing?
-- What is your favorite work of art?
-- What is your favorite place in Margel? Yes, there was already a poll about this from Lady Aquamarine, but that was a long time ago, the situation may have changed, and besides, we didn't really get to see each other's preferences.
-- On a scale from white to black, what color aura would you expect to have?

-- Well, that's enough for now. You still have to write essays, don't forget, and I'll just be here... thinking about an important life choice. )

Alaria had been familiarizing herself with the list of imperial wives and husbands while sitting next to Erefir. If she was going to write an essay, every available crumb of information was important. Besides, why deny it, she was simply curious to learn more.

Raula
Spouse of Torvik.

"It's even a little surprising that no portraits of Torvik himself have survived anywhere, yet the story turned out differently for his spouse. But those are details; their story itself is very romantic. Essentially, it was the simplest and most loving family, with hardly any ambitions to found one of the greatest empires of the modern age. And they lived simply, even after achieving royal status, never forgetting who they were and where they came from. Their life clearly possessed that warmth and harmony that ruling dynasties are so often deprived of. This is very noticeable in comparison with other descendants. And you can't deny Raula's diligence either, even if her deeds aren't celebrated as actively as her husband's exploits. But that's often the case, alas. Great deeds are frequently the sum of many factors, but how often do songs glorify the heroism of parents who raised a noble child? The talents of the blacksmith who forged the legendary hero's sword? Their friends and loved ones who served as their support? The role of the individual in history is great, but the full scope of that history can only be understood by looking at the conditions that shaped it, the people who surrounded it. Because everything in the world is interconnected, no matter how you look at it. Nothing arises out of thin air; that's just the way it is."

"It would be amusing, of course, to imagine myself as the foundress of some royal dynasty. But I'd rather be a warrior queen, even if I'd have to temper my fervor somewhat after the birth of heirs. On the other hand... though the example of Torvik and Raula warms the heart with the warmth of family love, great hopes were still placed upon their descendants. By fate's will, they found themselves bound by duty to their subjects. Would I want such a thing for my children? Probably not. I would want every path in life to be open before them, whichever one their hearts desire. I would want them to have a sufficient degree of freedom, not to be shackled by the decisions of my own life's path. If they wish, they should have the opportunity for a quiet and peaceful life, as much as that is possible in the chaotic realities of our universe. But it is precisely for that reason that I would want to raise my children to be strong and strong-willed, to teach them my skills. So that they could defend their place in the world. So that they could protect themselves and each other, if I happen not to be there. However, I'm not likely to become a queen or empress anyway, especially since times are a bit different now, and one can have a worthy dynasty without that. What's more, it's not even certain that family happiness is in my cards, given my life's path. But if fate somehow twists in a very tricky way... perhaps then there will be a reason to recall the example of Torvik and Raula, who combined royal duty with domestic comfort."

Meirin
Spouse of Arual.

"In my opinion, no matter what views you hold, you shouldn't mix royal duties with such a calling, otherwise you're not far from Tanarsis. And even in Welveyn, Tanarsian notes still flicker occasionally. One can probably only be glad that His Eminence is currently in charge of all this."

Patricia
Spouse of Lanigiros.

"I can't understand her. Self-improvement together with a loved one, where each pushes the other to strive for new heights, is one of the most romantic things I can imagine. I'm not saying their personal life was bad in itself and that they didn't receive warmth and support from each other, but if such a loafer had latched onto me, we'd hardly have gotten along."

Lidica
Spouse of Delsahid.

"And here is the first confirmed example of what I was discussing a bit earlier. The life of kings and emperors is not very conducive to romance, even if exceptions do occur. I don't know, really, whether Lidica married Delsahid out of love or out of a sense of duty to Margel. But the woman is iron-willed, credit where it's due; she did no less for her kingdom than her husband. Hmm... perhaps, in some ways, she even reminds me of Elrin. I hope that Lidica, too, had loyal friends nearby capable of giving her the support she needed."

Ranos
Spouse of Hatea.

"A person so insignificant that not even his face has been preserved on the pages of history. He had a duty, and he fulfilled that duty, and nothing more was required of him. Some might pity the poor fellow, but for Hatea, this was also a forced step. She would clearly have preferred to avoid it, had such an opportunity existed."

Ixia
Spouse of Floris.

"What a name, my goodness. It reminds me of that distant island country with very strange customs. That's what it was called, wasn't it? Good thing the coincidence is only in terms of the name. But again, an atypical example of warm romantic love, full of harmony, which gave Margel a wise ruler in the person of Sa..." — Alaria frowned, — "... I see. A very interesting coincidence that Ixia's own son married his relative. It makes one think that this simple girl's roots might indeed trace back to my native world. If she had red hair, there wouldn't be any doubt at all."

Arrosa
Spouse and third cousin of Saikam.

"A rather immodest outfit for a royal personage! And that tattoo on her lower abdomen is curious... magical, perhaps? To boost fertility? Though, with those proportions, it's hardly needed. Or maybe she also overindulged in unusual sweets, like the Reim ones, and discovered some other side effect? Well, that's getting into conspiracy theory territory, ha-ha! I wonder if Arrosa is one of the main reasons why curvaceousness is so highly valued in Welveyn? Probably some telepathic mage would answer me 'no, that's just nature.' In any case, whether it's nature or Arrosa, someone like me has no right to complain."

Innocentia
Spouse of Sillion.

"It sounds like someone deliberately tried to erase this person from the pages of history, but the only question remains 'why?'. Is she considered some kind of stain on the empire's history? Hardly, though I can imagine such an argument from some Arsellan inquisitors, if they were behind this. But it could also have been someone else, just as influential, like Sillion himself. But then the same question arises again, since otherwise his wife was, presumably, the most ordinary woman. Except that this passage itself is a lie, which only raises more questions."

Lorencia
Spouse of Flanaravi

"A poor woman, punished by fate for developing her talents and following her own path. Perhaps someone less romantic and freedom-loving than I wouldn't see a particular tragedy in her fate. I wouldn't be surprised if, after the wedding, her creation took on a new, melancholic shade. One must express one's emotions somehow, even in such a veiled form. I hope that at least Lorencia's surroundings were understanding, and that she found some moral support among friends, or even servants. Otherwise, to an outsider, certain malicious tongues could portray her as a villainous temptress who decided to rise above being 'merely' a beauty and a singer."

For some reason, perhaps due to the combination of Lorencia's profession and a recent conversation with Beata, Alaria recalled a certain Tanarsian song. It had no relation, however, to the fate of the captive queen. But it looked quite interesting in the context of the impending conflict with Nephiria, especially considering the worship of Arseidia common there. It had an awful lot of strange intersections.

"It might sound strange in the context of the described fate, but I should finally work on improving my singing skills too. Especially in the context of Beata's plans to make use of my vocal cords."

Welveyn was not married according to Arsellan rules

Raidark was not married according to Arsellan rules

"It's funny, then, that according to these rules, Sillion turns out to have been married to his hypothetical homunculus. If the rumors are true, he really elegantly flipped them the bird, which only makes me respect him even more! But this isn't about him, is it? I'd be interested to read about the paramours of these two gentlemen, at least the most notable ones. And as for not marrying... honestly, I don't see a particular problem with that. They walked their own path, and there's nothing wrong with that. It even evokes a certain amount of respect, considering the reaction this could have caused in society. But it's amusing to observe that Welveyn's descendants, in their struggle for the throne, were outmaneuvered by Raidark, who was so similar to him in many aspects."

Crystallia
Spouse of Sellun.

"I wonder why they chose her specifically? Because of the similarity of their characters, in the hope that the emperor would have an additional distraction in the form of his love interest? Despite the unusual acquaintance, it's a rather sweet story. Perhaps for Crystallia herself, such a serene and comfortable life was an escape from another, less desirable, fate. Well, even if he wasn't much of a monarch, Sellun at least proved to be a worthy husband. Good for him."

Kanade
Spouse of Shinalun.

"Hmm... I recall Erefir once persistently hinted to me that Rinze is capable of sending Reimians to this world. Could it be that Kanade is also my 'countrywoman' from the future? If so, then my approving assessment of Shinalun makes more and more sense, because it turns out he brought Welveyn closer to Reim! Had I read this book earlier, I would surely have lamented again that I was summoned to the wrong era. It would be interesting to talk to this Kanade. But now that I know two 'Reimian women' whom I respect and would like to meet have been summoned here... well, I'm glad I was summoned here and now. I wonder if Ayano and Sonata even know about each other? Both are connected to Naria, just like me. But... my own example is hardly a guarantee that one knows about the other, ha-ha! I will definitely meet them — like the Crydeans, we need to stick together. Perhaps we'll figure out some monument to our home world, in honor of the dear people we left behind there. And I'll definitely make Sonata a semifreddo. And Ayano... hmm... well, I know a couple of Nihon dishes, but wouldn't it be disrespectful for a Tanarsian-Reimian to feed a Nihonka her own national dishes? I'll probably have to ask about that when we meet."

Emerardo
Spouse of Kermaria

"And Julian was also a fair-haired entrepreneur, hmm... true, I'm not Kermaria either. What kind of sweet side could I possibly have, really? None. Had I one, I'd be called Ria, which sounds very wrong... Although Julian might fab... ahem... what was I even thinking about?" — the Tanarsian woman, flustered, re-read the chapter about the empress's spouse, — "Ah, right, any similarities are still superficial anyway. He's hardly the same cunning scoundrel. He doesn't give that impression at all, even if it would make sense given his line of work. And my... person's hair is longer."

Bertali
Spouse of Shen.

"And why, pray tell, did she get married? Couldn't she have taken an example from more competent comrades, in the persons of Raidark and Welveyn? Though, what am I saying, of course she couldn't — we're talking about Shen. She probably married him precisely so she could cheat on the poor fellow. There are such cruel people in the world, alas. The poor man, what else can I say?"

Naer was not married according to Arsellan rules

"Nothing else was expected from Raidark's successor. Although... shouldn't the successor to such an odious figure exceed all expectations? A very complex philosophical question! Jokes aside, I have nothing to add here — I'm not surprised."

Mercia
Spouse of Abeas.

"Sounds like a suitable spouse for someone as volatile as Abeas. Though she could have used a bit more firmness to protect her husband from the mistakes he made."

Zamia
Spouse of Hartrain.

"What's this secret village? Now I really want to go there someday and find this mysterious place. Perhaps when I'm done helping Klin with Crydear's restoration... I'll have to think about it. I suspect our highlander might know or have heard something about it himself. And Zamia and Hartrain's story itself is very sweet and heartfelt. In a way, they and his spouse were like Torvik and Raula, even if their characters are different. One couple founded Welveyn, and the other revived it."

- Gosh, you're so sweet! It's like all my fatigue has vanished, thank you, Ayaya. - Radiating joy, the Lord thanked the woman with a kind, appreciative smile. - You know, when I was considering becoming a vampire, I used to think I'd be sleeping in a coffin or sarcophagus during the day, but that fantasy is long gone, so don't worry, my best ending doesn't involve sacrificing you or anyone else. And neither does anyone else's. The Teacher has just returned to life, the guys still have their whole lives ahead of them, and we can't do without the others either, because they are your friends, and your friends are mine too.

after the conversation, she only had to wait for Bors.

Returning, Phantom reports that he found nothing remarkable in the area except for a landing site for an airship. - There were no identifying marks on it, but if the Lord's information is correct, it most likely belongs to Grand Master of the Knights, Willi. - That makes sense, - Linetta chimed in, - a person in his position cannot afford to disappear from the public eye for long, so such excursions must be carried out in the fastest and most inconspicuous way.

What kind of cute side could I possibly have, honestly? None. If I had one, they'd call me Riey, which sounds very wrong...

Perhaps I should still admit that I occasionally feel the urge to call Alaria "Ryarya," after which I think a lot, laugh a lot, and shove that desire far away xD

Well, now I at least know what her version of the same nickname that Erephir uses sounds like...

- So, they decided, - a smile answered a smile.

Upon returning, Phantom reports that he found nothing remarkable in the vicinity except for a landing site for an airship. - There were no identifying marks on it, but if the information obtained by Lord is correct, it most likely belongs to Grandmaster Knight Willi. - That makes sense, - Lynette chimed in, - a person in his position cannot afford to disappear from the public eye for long, so such excursions must be carried out in the fastest and most inconspicuous way.

- Big? Was there any crew or soldiers there? It would be unpleasant if they attacked us from behind. They are probably lurking nearby.

- This type of airship only carries 3 people, so Adrian Spite is most likely traveling alone and incognito – no signs of life were detected inside or around the controlled aerostat.
- So, let's summarize the information we have.

Sonata refreshes everyone's memory:
- Maps of levels 1-4
- Charcoal
- Slave Girls: 1, 2, 3
- Golems
- Cultists: M and Zh
- Elite: Dystopia, Midoric, Adrian

- Is everyone ready?

Added 55 minutes ago

Slave Girls: 1, 2, 3

Which one do you choose?

"Almost. There's still the matter of Bors-san's and Linetta-dono's equipment," she says, glancing at her katana before turning her gaze to her grandfather. "I understand your reluctance to take up arms, but our situation doesn't allow for such luxuries, and I'd like to give you your crossbow. Our ranged combat isn't great, so not only would it be symbolic, but it would also be incredibly helpful. It's enchanted, so it's a powerful option. Besides, I have a couple of knives to swap out, just in case or for parrying. None of them were made for that purpose... but I don't think I'll need my tanto anymore. There are things that can easily replace its function... You can do without tobacco, so the amethyst and two bolts will go into 'other.' We could probably do a bolt and a ruby, but there aren't enough shots in it. As for you..." she looks at the girl. "You understand perfectly in any situation, unlike me, but I still think it would be right to replace 'other-2' with an amethyst in our situation; there are just too many unpleasant things in there. And also, this. I noticed you have a free slot. And it just so happens that I have an item of equipment for it. Don't think anything strange..." She hesitated and coughed lightly, presenting a souvenir cloak. "Don't let the design bother you. The effect will be very useful where we're going. I hope you understand."

Gaheris Bors sighed so quietly that no one noticed, and agreed with Ayano's proposed distribution of equipment, but his eyes showed that he didn't want to part with his tobacco. - Don't worry, Miss Ayano, such scoundrels don't deserve mercy, so I'll do what needs to be done.

- looks at the girl. - You understand yourself perfectly in any situation, unlike me, but I still think that replacing another item with an amethyst would be the right thing to do in our situation, there are just too many disgusting things there. And also, this. I noticed that you have a free slot. And it so happens that I have an item of equipment for it. Don't think anything strange... - she hesitated and coughed lightly, presenting a souvenir cloak. - Don't let the design confuse you. The effect will be very useful where we are going. I hope you understand.

- Alright. Whoever hires, makes the rules.

Erephir noticed the curious Alaria and smiled at her battle companion. The redhead clearly couldn't hide the fact that, after some hesitation, she lingered especially long on the pages dedicated to the melodious Lorencia. The singer was famous and had clearly left her mark on the culture of Marge. Perhaps she was happier on stage than in her marriage. Perhaps art is capable of brightening even the life of a songbird in a cage. Moreover, it will brighten an already rich life, multiplying all the colors and brightness. Without a doubt, many would choose such a lady of the heart among the queens, one who could emphasize and develop the talents that the reader already possesses, but Linelle could not. She was too enthusiastic, too insatiable. Before, when she wanted to "write a song," the nosenrot was not at all sure that she would perform it herself, but now she was so inspired that it was impossible to extinguish. Besides... Well, what about these extra moves and attacks, is that the way of a Knight? Can't the same thing be trained in other ways? She had a unique opportunity to extract sounds from her chest that would resonate with her very soul, so that her muscles would move in time with something unknown, something mystical, causing awe and terror in physicists and mages. Not to mention serenades. But that's for later. For now, she had to follow detailed instructions, developing her breathing, lip movements, and tongue in a completely unfamiliar way. Or perhaps a little familiar? After all, intonation was important before in conveying thoughts to others, but now it was a different level, because using sound, she had to control her feelings. Pfft, after practicing her voice a little, she ran to her room, as she was initially a little embarrassed by the possible imperfections of this new craft. But... the song based on that poem captivated her. It was... perhaps a little selfish, unfortunately, few on Anush will share such feelings with her. But specifically in the case of the heroine, it was absolutely right, she felt it. It was time to inwardly thank Queen Lorencia, who turned out to be the most wonderful, the most stellar, the most romantic, the most inspiring of all. To thank her and tune her inner, and in some places slightly bold, brutal, as Belyana once said, notes to the text. Diary entry (no experience), music and voice approximately as in the video: Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. I found a clean river, my lucky day: It's time to wash away the blood, I'll light a fire and cook some soup. An explosion, a shadow fell on the world, everything went awry -- I'll extinguish the embers, give a chance, and I will burn myself. Don't know the future, Guess the trap around the corner. How will I forge my heart into steel, Break it as much as you want. The beauty of a maiden... Inertia. Let's hurry up and be heroes Until the universe meets its end. In the clouds of the sorcerer's mist My dream shines brighter! Let the device of a good blade Neutralize the poison of a scorpion, the roar of a lion. Strength. Hardness. Speed. Will. Sharp eye. Beauty. In them alone lives the truth -- But love cannot replace it. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Volcano, the whistle of explosive wind, thunder in the distance, Let the fury of the elements drown out my song! I will forget the enemy's liter of blood, I will run on to fight the monster. Earth, stand still, I will push myself, my time is running out, my time is running out! Look how my sword shines! It strikes down unrighteousness. I want the moment to become eternal, To take your heart for myself. Love is beautiful in the final gaze! Let's hurry up and be heroes Until the universe meets the dawn. The jubilant legions of darkness at this hour Are not waiting for my blade! You appreciate the property of your armor That deflects fire, the fangs of beasts. Strength. Hardness. Speed. Will. Sharp eye. Beauty. In them alone lives the truth -- But love cannot replace it. Peace? Comfort? I don't need it. When my path is not firm Why watch it? Peace? Comfort? I don't need it, leave it. Strength. Hardness. Speed. Will. Sharp eye. Beauty. In them alone lives the truth -- Only add love to them. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death. Acceleration. Forward. Victory or death.

Without a doubt, many would choose one of these queens as their ideal partner.

Enough flirting with dead queens...

- Well... Then that's all that comes to mind. The rest is up to the Kami-sama.

long dress (worn before bed), black slippers, ofuda, kagura, two emeralds
+just a reminder, there are three paintings hanging at home.

Which one do you choose?

Lifochka...

a pochemu