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When I was writing the post, I didn't notice that you weren't in a tent, but outside, but whatever, I think I managed to explain it, sorry, I was just inspired and I like to play around with other people's characters 😅
As long as this "playing around" doesn't involve slavery or anything like that, it's not so bad...
Smiling at this exchange of pleasantries, Ayano nods: - Thank you. Your color also suits you very well – both your hair and your dress. Is it yours, or did you get it here? And the fact that you managed to ensnare the prince is not surprising at all. Anyone who would doubt it should have their eyes gouged out and replaced with pig eyes. - Actually, I was thinking of visiting Aria-dono as well, but since that's the case, I suppose it's better to do it later; she's probably still resting. We'll meet your (sonatina) little darlings later, but for now, how about we walk to the shrine? I simply must see Minako-chan if she's still there, and besides, it's on the way to the city.
- I got this dress from the knight that the man in black killed; this is my personal outfit. She opens the wardrobe and displays it, inwardly feeling proud of the compliment from her new acquaintance: - It's strange, by the way, this outfit should have remained in my coven's room. - She looks suspiciously at Sonata. - Was it you? - Uh-huh. - I see. Who else but a friend in need would know these little details of our lives. - There's only one question left to resolve: how shall we go? We can take a car and save time. Or we can walk and change into something that won't attract attention.
As long as this arbitrariness doesn't involve slavery and all that, it's not so bad...
Beata makes some strange hand gestures, muttering "Ahalai-Mahalai" and "Lyaski-Masyaski" under her breath. Suddenly, she develops magical abilities that are enough to cast a spell of enthrallment on all the Carnelian people. - Well, guys, put on these beautiful collars, undress... You can keep your underwear... And get on stage to perform the dance of the little ducklings. This is an order. Except for you, Guiosh, you kneel next to me and feed me grapes. - With pleasure, my lady, - Guiyon replied happily, hurrying to fasten the collar around his neck.
Noticing Laikos and the Queen entering the tent, Beata almost smothered them with kisses, so glad she was that they had actually come, and only the bounds of propriety and the memory of the strongman's love of social distance made her limit herself to a wide smile. - Guys, so glad to see you! It's great that you came, thank you, thank you!
- Respect, - Laikos praised her, having understood the leader's intentions. - Having given a promise, true queens do not break it, - the bikini-clad sorceress explained to the commoner.Автор
- she took a big gulp of the coffee left over from the night.
- Uh, - Laikos grew embarrassed, - microorganisms could have started growing in there...Автор
With music or without music, with a shield or on a shield - but this fucking circus performance is going to happen. - Well... Do or die. May mother-Anuzish be with us.
🏋️: Hooray! Forwaaard! 👑: Ho-ho-ho! With my involvement this performance has neither a chance nor a right to fail!Автор
- Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Mesdames and messieurs! Senores and juniors senoritas! Comrades! Welcome to our circus performance, dedicated to the coronation of Her Majesty Empress Naria es Diesra Arual! Hooray!
- Long live Her Majesty Empress Naria es Diesra Arual! Hooray!Автор
- First of all, let's get acquainted! My name is Beata, and I am a warrior of the glorious organization "Carnelian", serving Her Majesty with faith and truth! But service to the crown can take many forms. I am not only a skilled crossbowman, ruthlessly striking the enemies of the empire, but also a circus artist! Which means it is within my power to bring not only grief to the enemies of Welfern, but also joy to its inhabitants, that is, to you!
- Be-a-ta! Be-a-ta! - shout some of the people in the audience. - Woo! That's my student! - draws attention to himself an old acquaintance of the circus girl - Salmon Zimbari. - Give 'em hell! Show them where the dragons winter! - Now now, let's see what kind of stuff you've made up here, criminal. - came from somewhere below, from where the very short-statured Kreya was standing. Автор
- Not least thanks to him this performance came to be, and even now he is doing his duty as our staff doctor! Applause! Beata makes a heart shape with her hands, turning in Guillon's direction. He smiles awkwardly.
- Look at these two lovebird rascals! - - Beata! Guillon! - waves Linetta Saturnia Ulysses. - Here we meet again! Good luck! - Just don't lose your nerve like last time, you cowards! - challenged Tsvetana. - Guillon, the reputation of the medical profession rests on your shoulders, don't mess it up, - Brescia upped the stakes.Автор
- Among us today are many rising stars and debutants, so don't be stingy with your ovations! And if you feel like throwing a rotten tomato or a spoiled egg at someone, I'm at your service - but hit me first, haha!
Dahs throws several spoiled eggs at Beata, but misses. - Oh, looks like the performance has already begun! - one of the spectators commented with a laugh.Автор
- And a friendly reminder that it's cold season right now, so please, don't cough on each other! You are allowed to cough on those sitting in front of you, but only if they're blocking your view! - Beata grinned broadly.
🏋️: Nooooooooo! The heart-rending scream of the biggest one present amused the guests.Автор
- And also let's welcome our musical accompaniment in the form of... - ...in the form of the incomparable, talented Arivel, your applause! - Guillon cut in, stunned by his own audacity. - Applause for Arivel! - Beata clapped her hands, joining in the applause.
Holding back tears of excitement that welled up, the Lunarian girl bowed to the audience. - Aha-ha! What a cutie!
Alaria had never been a fan of the circus and its associated performances. She respected this craft, no less than any other, but the concept itself had always been alien to her. Sporting Competitions, various kinds of military Tournaments, or any of the many examples of the diversity of performances in the Rheian amphitheater – these were her public appearances. But she would only visit circuses in Tanaris or Rheia if she had business there. And such entertainment was not highly regarded either in her homeland or in the empire she held dear.
Now, however, she watched with delight as Beata confidently strode across the stage, her enthusiasm and energy captivating the audience. This was exactly what Margel and his people needed right now. But the warrior herself also felt a warmth in her heart from this performance. Despite all the hardships, their acrobat had achieved her goal and continued the work she had once started, she had not abandoned it. She did it with diligence and love. And they... they helped her as much as they could. And they will show themselves when their time comes.
Even Erefir, by some miracle that could only be attributed to fate, found a musician for the performance. As if the universe itself had responded to their enthusiasm and desire to put on a show, no matter what. The main thing is not to give up, isn't it? And now, many pairs of eyes were fixed on the stage, undoubtedly stirred by the energetic performance of the crossbowwoman. With their shouts, the gathered residents supported the endeavor, and Alaria could not help but feel a sense of pride for her friend, joining them:
— Show them! Bea-ta!
—Don't worry. I live at [57-2], which is right on the way after the villa. If I happen to be somewhere else, it's probably in [K-1], but I don't think it will be for long. —the mountaineer sighed thoughtfully, looking into the distance. —Every fellow countryman will be a welcome guest to me.
"Villa? Whose villa? The princess's? Oh, I mean, the empress's? I keep forgetting that from today she is Her Majesty, not Her Highness. We didn't have such complications back home. But if it's Naria's villa, how does he know that I know where it is? That's strange. Suspicious. Have we ever met before? I don't think so, but sometimes memory can fail. Maybe I should ask? No, I'd better not bother him unnecessarily, especially since it's clear that the man wants to be with his... I still don't understand who she is to him. And what's in K-1? ...Carnelian! Oh, well, I'll go there now." - Thank you, Klin! It was nice meeting you, Sanex! I wish you a good day and I apologize again for taking up your precious time! Anpan heads to Carnelian, just as the performance is about to begin. - What a lovely boy, - Sanex commented, watching him walk away, - it seems that everyone in your homeland is very well-mannered.
- I respect you, - Laikos praised her, understanding the leader's intentions. - Once a promise is made, true queens do not break it, - the sorceress in a bikini explained to the commoner.
- I had no doubt about you!Teriteri
- Uh, - Laikos blushed, - microorganisms might have grown there...
- I boiled it; I'm not going to drink something icy...Teriteri
🏋️: Hooray! Forward! 👑: Ho-ho-ho! With my participation, this performance has no chance of failing!
- That's the spirit! 👍 "50 rem? Forget it, guys. You deserve more."Teriteri
- Bea-a-ta! Bea-a-ta! - The people in the audience shout.
Beata's inner thoughts:
Beata's outward appearance:
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- Woo! That's my student! - An old acquaintance of the circus performer, Salmon Zimbari, draws attention to himself. - Give them a good show! Show them where dragons spend the winter!
Beata winks at her "teacher."Teriteri
- Well, let's see what you've come up with, criminal. - A voice came from below, where Kreya, who was not very tall, stood.
A sly smile - look, enjoy, no one is stopping you.Teriteri
- Look at these love-struck rascals! -
Gion blushed even more.Teriteri
- Beata! Gion! - Lynetta Saturnia Ulysses waves her hand. - We've met again! Good luck!
Beata made a heart shape with her fingers, and Gion smiled and waved at the old acquaintance.Teriteri
- Don't chicken out like last time, cowards! - Tsveta shouted cheerfully.
A proud smile - we defeated the dragon; we won't chicken out!Teriteri
- Gion, the reputation of the medical profession rests on your shoulders; don't let me down, - Brescia raised the stakes.
Gion gave a military salute.Teriteri
Dachs throws a few rotten eggs at Beata, but misses. - Oh, it looks like the show has already started! - One of the spectators commented, laughing.
Beata deftly dodged and stuck her tongue out at Dakhs - as if to say, I told you, hit me first!Teriteri
🏋️: Nooooooooo! The heart-wrenching cry of the largest of those present amused the guests.
- But now everyone will see everything, and no one will block anyone's view, - Beata smirked a little later, standing next to Laikos.Teriteri
Suppressing the tears that welled up from excitement, the Lunarian bowed to the audience. - Aha-ha! What a cutie!
Beata gave the musician two thumbs up, smiling broadly and encouragingly. Ple-Sen
With their cheers, the assembled residents supported the endeavor, and Alaria could not help but feel proud of her friend, joining them: - Show them! Bea-a-ta!
"And you, Brute..." - Beata thought, continuing to smile and wave.
Such positive feedback was not typical for her. But... It was definitely pleasant. Phew, let's go. She still has two and a half acts and a side job as a master of ceremonies. Changing into her working leotard in a minute, Beata rushed out again, carefully watching what was happening. The feeling of unreality did not leave her. This... is she? This... are they all? This... is working? Wow. Just wow.
Gion became the center of attention. While the other Carnelians were engrossed in the performance, his mission was to ensure that everything went smoothly. This meant - keeping an eye on the stage, the audience, the props, and everything, everything, without being distracted by what was happening on stage. He remembered that Beata had warned the other Carnelians to help him with this mission, and that the city guard was aware of their shenanigans, but... he was still the only one who was entirely and completely responsible for this part of the performance.
- Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Madame and Monsieur! Señores and juniors señoritas! Comrades! Welcome to our circus performance dedicated to the coronation of Her Majesty Empress Naria es Diesra Arual! Hurrah! Waiting for the responding "hurrahs" and applause to fade, Beata continues.
Fyr hoped they wouldn't fade for a long time, and that is exactly how it happened. It was wonderful; the joy, happiness, and friendliness of these people knew no bounds. Joining in their jubilation loudly as they honored the Suzerain and Beata was unforgettable. Now it could be believed: she had done it. She had clearly succeeded. Things would only get better from here!Author
Holding back tears of excitement, the Lunarian bowed to the audience. - Aha-ha! What a cutie!
Internally, Fyr gave the "cutie" a 👍Author
A breathtaking battle dance performed by the warriors of Carnelian — Erephir and Garrett! Please welcome our artists! Beata clears the stage and joins Guillon in leaning against the tent wall. Her heart is beating wildly somewhere in her throat.
Time to start? Well, it's time. Erephir's dress remained the same; experience in avoiding crowds had shown that it was very comfortable to move in, and it was truly combat-ready—not a single spot or scratch appeared on the dress from Penny. Clearly, the modeling agency really is a very harsh and tough business; if their clothes weren't made of super-fiber, they wouldn't hold up. This should be taken advantage of...
Especially since the performance depended on her, Erephir's, flexibility. And especially since it fluttered beautifully during pirouettes. So, the task for the next microsecond:Recall previous developments
And recall some more previous developments Music — preparing (the drum is the most important part of the composition)
The Nozenrotka steps onto the stage. Words are unnecessary; today Beata directs the action, she will say everything needed, and from the performers... smiles are required.
There's the redhead in place, bowing gracefully, but where is her opponent? Could it be a mistake? Not at all—a beat of the drum, and by providing a block, the newly minted magister flips through the air and bounces off someone the audience hadn't noticed until now. The dance has begun (not as dangerous as in the video, though, hah).
In a frantic rhythm where every strike, every dodge, and every acceptance of a blow had been rehearsed to perfection for maximum dance-like spectacle, further multiplied by her and Garrett's synchronization, which could only be achieved in battle. As always, the redhead tried to give it her all, while the Aster... Surely the Aster wanted to show off even more, for he now had a brother—a real, living one—so let his first day in the new world be unforgettable!
If Klyn could read minds, he would explain to the boy that he probably accidentally skipped half of the dialogue about Creon and the villa, but he didn't have such an ability.
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- Thank you, Klyn! It was a pleasure meeting you, Sanexa! I wish you a good day and apologize again for taking up your precious time! Anpan leaves for Carnelian just as the performance is about to begin. - What a lovely boy," Sanexa commented, watching him walk away, "everyone in your homeland seems to be very well-mannered.
—Goodbye, Anpan. —the former knight nodded friendly to the young man. —..Not really, because every person is unique, but perhaps yes, if you hear rude speech from a Creedarian, it means that something went very wrong between you. —he replied to Sanexa. —Hmm... Actually, I was also thinking of stopping by to see what the guys were so diligently preparing, especially since today, unlike Sunday, time is passing faster than my meager weekday schedule... What do you think?
- This outfit... it's cute, of course, but on such an active day, it might attract unwanted attention – after all, guards are everywhere, some of them are quite curious, and there are all sorts of people around. It's better to save it for later, - she explains regarding the dress. - But walking around is always good – the views here are excellent, the air is wonderful, and what better way to soak in the surroundings than by doing so? And besides, parking such a vehicle near the Kami Sanctuary would... be rather disrespectful to them and to any potential visitors who are seeking natural and spiritual tranquility away from the hustle and bustle of the city. I hope you understand. Hmm, Ahuli and Ahuri might have returned as well. I should take them with me; if they're here, it would be beneficial for them to get acquainted with the capital.
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