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- Oh, that's cool! But I'm not good with my hands; I'm one of those people who can burn soup, freeze freshly brewed tea, and even can't cut sandwiches properly 😅 I'd rather taste it... - And the drink has to be alcoholic, right?
—Well, you shouldn't have hesitated to leave reviews; essentially, it's the same as discussing our thoughts now, just with a reward. It will be a shame if I have to spend my red stars alone in the evening. Author
- And they will also make noise," Sanexa remarked, listening to/reading Klin's review, "imagine you're trying to get some sleep at night, and someone near your house starts up this machine.
—And that's true; I didn't think about that! In my defense, I haven't "tried to get some sleep" for a long time nor has my owner. Author
- Have you ever seen tonfas? I came across some in the port of one of the cities of Toyokawa. They are a bit similar to them, only those were without blades, just sticks.
—Tonfas? Hmm, maybe I saw them out of the corner of my eye, but I don't remember. Well, since there is demand and a historical context, it probably does have a useful application in battle. Author
- I like it!
—We can also go and see what the giveaway is. I hope it's nothing too flashy or competitive, otherwise, it would spoil the idea of the event. Author
- If you want, we can buy one for our home, if they are for sale... Oh, I completely forgot that I don't have any money.
—I think products from such a master craftsman will be beyond my means, but I can ask... Although, I already have plenty to admire at home. However, I was going to visit him anyway, at least to find out about an old acquaintance whom I haven't seen in the city for a while.
—Oh, and you're right about the money; it's a bit rude of me to leave you without a penny. —the newborn-count rummaged through his pockets in search of a wallet. —You have just as much right to the money we earned as I do. So, if you need anything in the future, don't hesitate; I know that it definitely won't harm my homeland.
Erephir's gaze. - You can visit me in person for help or advice, or contact me by mail. To contact the architect, you can either go to the construction site in Folkvan in person or send him your requests in writing. I understand about the spy and will consider countermeasures. You need to discuss the project for a means of further communication with the Ministry of Science and Technology; you can find their office in the business district. If they confirm the feasibility of using the resources, your budget will be approved.
Alaria's gaze. - If the implementation of the ritual you describe requires specific aspects of my condition, then only I can master it. If not, I don't understand what you want me to say by telling me about these "stories"? You know neither its theoretical principles nor even the basics, but your eyes only see the final stage - the cleansing, healing flame. You are trying to learn to fly without even knowing how to walk. This is a futile hope.
After healing both of them from the wounds they received from Valis, the Empress gives Erephir another look, this time with a hint of disappointment in her eyes, and speaks her final words for today. - I, like your friend, also know interesting stories. For example, the tale of Daimyo Hazakura. He strictly adhered to the principles of honor and integrity, but one day he faced an unsolvable dilemma - the shogun, whom he served faithfully, ordered him to suppress a rebellion organized by his close friends. Unable to resolve this contradiction, he disemboweled himself. Therefore, Erephir, my knight, if your loyalty to me is less than your loyalty to your friends, then I will find a replacement for you, and this will save both of us from inevitable disappointment. Think very carefully about what is more important to you.
- Oh, that's cool! But I'm not good with my hands; I'm one of those people who can't even cook soup properly, let alone make a decent sandwich 😅 I'd rather just taste it... - And the drink has to be alcoholic, right?
- Preferably, but if you're confident in your abilities, you can try a non-alcoholic one.
Alaria's Perspective. - If the specifics of my current state are necessary to bring this ritual you describe to life, then only I can master it. If not, I fail to understand what you expect me to say by telling me these "stories"? You know neither its theoretical principles nor even the basics, but your eyes only see the final stage – the cleansing, healing flame. You are trying to learn to fly without even knowing how to walk. This is a futile hope.
An unpleasant lump rose in Alaria's throat. It was as if her desire to better understand the matter had not been understood, and had even had a negative impact on Erefir. A sincere desire to help, devoid of any dubious motives, was met with hostility. Perhaps she should have talked less about the tales and gotten straight to the point. Perhaps. She had expected a deep understanding of the essence of things from Naria, as a reborn singularity with a special perception of the universe and centuries of experience. That she would be able to guide her in the right direction. But, apparently, the Tanarian overestimated her Empress. She had formed a completely false impression of her. It was hurtful, especially when you disturbed someone for a reason you considered important. - Your Majesty, I know the basics. This was one of the main reasons I mentioned my homeland – both teachings and their techniques have a common origin. And I am tirelessly working on mastering these very basics," despite the unexpected reaction, the Tanarian maintained a calm and polite tone, "I am well aware that this is not an easy or quick process. That is why I analyzed this technique in detail in my reasoning, breaking it down into familiar elements, trying to apply the knowledge I have in a new way. With your speech this morning, you impressed me as someone who understands the structure of Anuzish. That is why I turned to you as someone who could tell me how realistic the implementation of these ideas is in new realities. Perhaps, to explain those details of the universe that escape my attention. I apologize for not explaining my ideas well and wasting your precious time. The only thing left to do now was to clarify her position better and hope for Naria's wisdom and understanding. Because if today's event showed anything, it was Alaria's loyalty to her Empress. Her desire to support her. Both she and Erefir were loyal to her until death. For the redhead, she was the Suzerain – that says it all. For Alaria, she was a savior, and her loyalty to her was not based on her high rank. Even if she were a poor woman, the warrior would stay by her side. And that made the current situation even more painful.
- It's preferable, but if you're confident in your abilities, you can try a non-alcoholic one.
- Oh, thank you for the answer! To be honest, I'm not very confident in my abilities 😅 I'm not a master chef, and certainly not a master barista. - Pfft, Guiyosh, you're still better than me. But a non-alcoholic cocktail? Seriously? - I was just asking. I'm not sure yet if I'll even be cooking. But I'm thinking of all sorts of sweet milkshakes and overshakes... - A bar with a kids' menu? - Why not 😅 Or non-alcoholic versions of mojitos and mulled wine - they're also very tasty. - Just admit that you have a psychological trauma after that poisoning... - No, I'm just considering different options because when Koshe says "mix a drink," the word "cocktail" is logically added in my head, and the first thing that comes to mind is a milk overshake. - Okay, okay. Well, we haven't really decided yet, but thanks, maybe we'll participate later! In the worst case, I'll come as a taster! - Beata-Beata...
- Where to now? - Let's go to Amamius. I'm curious what he's come up with. And it wouldn't hurt to visit an old friend, we've been so caught up in things. - He's your friend, I somehow missed him. - That's a reason to catch up.
Erefir's perspective. - You can visit me in person or contact me via mail if you need help or advice. To contact the architect, you can either visit the construction site in Folkvan in person or send him your requests in writing. I understand about the spy and will consider countermeasures. You need to discuss the communication device project with the Ministry of Science and Technology; you can find their office in the business district. If they confirm the feasibility of using the resources, your budget will be approved.
Essentially, nothing more, nothing less.Author
Having healed both of them from the wounds inflicted by Valis.
Erefir didn't expect the sudden, unpleasant feeling in her back to disappear. On the one hand, she was immensely grateful, but at that moment, she also realized that her previous, somewhat melancholic reflections were correct. She had conducted the diplomacy incorrectly, as even the perceptive Suzerain had perceived the purpose of the visit in that way. But that alone wasn't enough to account for the tinge of sadness that could be read in Naria's eyes; in this case, Erefir had violated protocol. She had failed in etiquette. Subsequent harsh words confirmed this.
Ironically, advice in this area was precisely what Erefir wanted to ask for. Twelve years of etiquette training, followed by eleven years of wilderness, and then—suddenly becoming the face of the monarch. She realized that she might make mistakes due to inexperience and wanted to try to avoid such situations in advance so as not to tarnish the Empress's honor in any way. Unfortunately, this happened sooner than expected, and to say that it happened in the most unexpected, basic, and obvious way would be an understatement. Because failing to recognize the monarch's hints through a servant is truly a sign of low intelligence; everything was very simple, and the solution was very simple. That's what she was thinking now.Author
For example, the tale of Daimyo Hazakura. He strictly adhered to the principles of honor and integrity, but one day he faced an unsolvable dilemma: the shogun, whom he served faithfully, ordered him to suppress a rebellion organized by his close friends. Unable to resolve this contradiction, he disemboweled himself.
"I cannot judge another culture, but in my opinion, friends who stab you in the back with betrayal are worthless, and any obligation to them is automatically nullified. The daimyo wasted his life."Author
Therefore, Erefir, my knight, if your loyalty to me is less than your loyalty to your friends, then I will find a replacement for you, and this will save both of us from inevitable disappointment. Think very carefully about what is more important to you.
The Iron Knight perfectly understood that any apologies in this case would be inappropriate; something else was expected of her.
—I have no doubts. I swear, it will not happen again," she said, placing her fist on her heart and bowing.
Meanwhile, there were unresolved issues, but since Naria indicated that the conversation was over, that was the case. Erefir was still unsure what gift to give for the coronation, other than that it should be something truly extraordinary. Dragonhide boots seemed like a great option, but even Crag wasn't capable of creating them due to resource constraints—but was there a hint from Suzerain last time that this would be inappropriate? Then maybe a pocket watch? She would have to go to great lengths to create one that would truly be worthy, but she could do it... The question is, does Her Majesty wear a watch?
She wanted to ask about Milady and many other things. But well, another day; today, Her Majesty is short on time.
—Well, you shouldn't have hesitated to leave reviews; it's essentially the same as our current discussion, just with the added bonus of a reward. It would be a shame if I had to spend the evening alone, wasting my red stars.
- Do you think my comments are worthy of the exhibition organizers' attention?... Alright, I'll try to format them in a more appropriate way and earn myself a star. Author
—Actually, I hadn't thought of that! In my defense, I haven't "tried to catch up on sleep" for a long time, just like my owner.
- I suddenly realized that this means not only is today your first meal in a long time, but it's also going to be your first sleep... - The woman tried to remember if they shared a bed or had separate ones, but only Klin's owner could lift the veil from that memory. Author
—By the way, we could go and see what this raffle is about. I hope it's not too ostentatious or competitive, otherwise it would ruin the event's concept.
- Yes, let's go, but I'll finish writing my review first... Author
—I doubt I can afford items from such a master craftsman, but I can ask... Although, I already have plenty to admire at home. However, I was planning to visit him anyway, at least to inquire about an old acquaintance whom I haven't seen in the city for quite some time.
- ...Or we could go to "Dryad" first. Going to Dryad instead of the Park might be more time-efficient. Author
—Oh, you're right about the money; it would be impolite of me to leave you penniless. —The newly-minted count rummaged through his pockets for his wallet. —You have as much right to the money we earned as I do. So, if you need anything in the future, don't hesitate; I know it won't be used to harm my homeland.
- Thank you, Klin. You're very thoughtful. Sanexa kissed Klin on the cheek, but immediately blushed, realizing that this was the first such moment since his recovery.
Added 14 minutes later With a snap of her fingers, and erasing the person known as Alaria Doran from existence, Naria silently left the reception hall, leaving Erefir alone with the warrior's remaining equipment.
Following Kline, Sanex also submits his review of the tech exhibits (and at this moment, Beata and Guion approach).
Purian-975 (P) In my opinion, such an "autonomous vehicle" could negatively affect people's lifestyles. In particular, the noise produced at an inappropriate time will be distracting and prevent a good night's sleep. Nevertheless, it is difficult to deny the usefulness of such a technological marvel when it is necessary to cover long distances.
Lightsaber Like other magical devices, this weapon looks unnatural.
Paired Hand Swords Tonfas in the form of bladed weapons are a very unusual design. I think they would be well suited for agile fighters who prefer mobility over strength.
Paired Attraction Compass I hope that something like this will soon be available at an affordable price. This will allow lovers or children with their parents to relax a little, knowing that they will always be able to find each other, even if they get separated under unusual circumstances.
Two-Handed Mechanical Sword This is terrible and inhumane. I would not want such a weapon to be produced in large quantities and fall into the hands of a regular army or bandits.
Stilettos It looks terribly uncomfortable, especially for use in combat.
Extractors The feeling is similar to what I experienced with the mechanical sword.
Pillow-Hug (Sonata Realm) A pillow will never replace the warmth and touch of a living person.
Figurine This kind of sculpture is not quite to my taste, but the creator's skill cannot be denied.
- Whew, - she sighs and looks sadly at the sheet with her brief review, - I hope none of the organizers think that I forced myself to write these lines just to earn ✹.
With a snap of her fingers, and by erasing Alaria Doran from existence, Narya silently left the reception hall, leaving Erefir alone with the warrior's remaining equipment.
Erefir's feelings be like. [spoiler=Major spoiler for a well-known title, beware][/spoiler] A minute earlier, the Nozenrot had to make another decision: whether to use her authority to make it clear to Alaria, or...
"I don't know what or... This is, apparently, my first great deed as Grandmaster. Due to insufficient control, I'm losing yet another person? Time and time again, I make literally the same mistake. The Sovereign decided to show me that this can't continue."
She had to clench her jaw tightly to keep from shedding a tear. How could this happen? Alaria didn't necessarily have to die today, why? This question often arose in Erefir's mind in the Dark Lands, but then it wasn't her responsibility. Wasn't it?
Well, at the very least, the Origin Hero put himself in danger, saving her life.
A heroine, a dragon slayer. Yes, how... She can't even save the people she cares about, how could she even think about becoming a Kridenaar?
Okay, that's it. This is the limit for today. She needed to spend the rest of the day in a way that she wouldn't be ashamed. Every day. It doesn't matter what she thinks of herself, from now on, no more critical mistakes, it's time to become a perfectionist. She lingered in childhood for too long, she put things off for too long. She is a pillar, and crowds look at her from below with burning eyes, and a person she respects looks at her from above. She will have a lot to think about today, but not now.
Circumstances are just part of her job. Mistakes are a reason to improve. These reflections won't help Alaria anymore, but nothing else will help her either, and therefore nothing matters. Except perhaps preserving her memory.
A quick glance at the servants. The redhead would like to keep Alaria Doran's sword and diary, but she wasn't sure if it was appropriate; these people knew better. Depending on their approval, the knight will do it or not, and, without saying anything, leaves the villa. Seeing the mockery of the slow-witted commander behind her back in such a moment was beyond even her steel strength.
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