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- After everything that happened, I'm sure she doesn't care about it anymore. And besides, she's not the type to hold grudges. If she did, you'd know about it every time you met, whether you wanted to or not. Most likely, she really left all the resentment behind that day when you two made up. So don't worry about it," - at this point, she was struck by déjà vu of a very similar scene, in which Sonata should have been in her place, and she herself in his. This feeling amused her and brought a smile to her face.
- Omatase... Only one slot?! - Miki's eyes scanned the area, ready to throw an ofuda at anyone who tried to grab it. - Isn't this one of the most emotionally intense moments possible in life, Matthias-kun? When the situation seems hopeless and hope slips through your fingers, and then reinforcements finally arrive in the form of loyal comrades. But only one slot... Not even two... Do you have a desire? - she asked Edge Lord-kun.
— Among them are my old comrades, with whom we started our training together. — Garrett nods. — Actually, it ended in exactly the same way as it did for them. — Today, some others were seen in the city. — Harold adds. — And we haven't met some of them yet... — Yes. It's actually very fortunate that you came to visit us, and it's not just about continuing your training. Those Baldurians... well, let's just say they are "close" to us in a certain sense, so I was especially interested in learning their story to the end. It may be hard to believe, but... we even knew one of them, Gulveig from Baldur, personally, and we worked under her for a short time.
- Our world is strangely arranged. Eyr von Walravn was supposed to walk this earth thousands of years ago, and you, who are personally acquainted with her sister, are here today, looking as fresh as daisies among modern people, and yet you are neither vampires nor demons.
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- Omatase... Only one slot?! - Miki's eyes scanned the area, preparing to throw an ofuda at anyone who tried to grab it. - Isn't this one of the most emotionally intense moments possible in life, Matthias-kun? When the situation seems hopeless and hope slips through your fingers, and then reinforcements finally arrive in the form of loyal comrades. But only one slot... Not even two... Do you want it? - To Edge Lord-kun.
- Uh, probably?.. - Matthias was slightly taken aback. - So...? The Lord enters Aiyano's name into the last slot. - Have fun there, - he winks at her, - and remember that I'll be nearby.
“It would be impolite not to ask in this situation…” sighs the guard who held everyone up. “I’ll try. Root for me then.” Preparing to face the consequences of her actions in front of the entire capital, she rubs her chin, remembering that even for this, one must pay in civilized societies: “How much do I owe you, Matthias-kun?”
It would be impolite not to ask in this situation... - sighs the one who held everyone up. - I'll try. Root for me then.
- Definitely, - a kiss on the forehead. Author
- How much do I owe you, Matthias-kun?...
- Nothing. I can't charge a princess for participating. Here, by the way, take this. He gives both of them (and all the other spectators/participants as well).
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The clock hands are inexorably approaching the start time of the tournament, and before the long-awaited moment arrives, the arena has undergone significant changes - thanks to the efforts of the imperial mages practicing earth magic, the number of spectator seats has increased significantly, and this event promises to be much larger than originally planned by its organizer. The importance of the tournament was emphasized by the appearance of the Empress, who decided to please her subjects and motivate the fighters with her own vocal performance.
After that, Matthias Zom announces how the goddess of fortune has decided regarding the tournament bracket.
- Love inspires, but it also dulls the mind, - Arivel explained to Erefir, imparting perfect wisdom, - that's what the head of our village said, so we need to be vigilant.
-- Well, okay. And yet, don't get me wrong, but I don't think it's appropriate to interrogate someone we went through batons 🏏, butterfly explosions 🦋, and bombings 🎇 with, - said the redhead, flashing metal ✨. -- Just kidding, of course, it just seems like you're having a casual conversation, but I just want you to understand our past.
-- So, how was it... How was your meeting? Did anything interesting happen while we were apart? - she shifts her gaze from Amchik to Ariv and back. - By the way, I wanted to show you something...
Erefir has planned: the rune of Akonia on the Hourglass of Creation (again, if it doesn't interfere with upgrading it later, and if the rune doesn't fall off after such an upgrade), the rune of the Playful Rabbit on the Hourglass of Kumari, upgrading the Hourglass of Creation with Grevan's ability, the rune of Yanagi on it (-2 OD, -3✹)Author
- Princess Aiyano? Who is that? Oh! The one from the painting... Well, if she's a princess, she's probably seventeen? A forty-year-old princess would be both funny and sad, ha-ha-ha! Although... Hey, gray kittens, what do you think - maybe this is a trick question?
Sorry, friend, we try to deliberately keep quiet about such contests so that quiz players can show all their power and intuition, and the power of their intellect. Good luck 👍Author
The importance of the tournament was emphasized by the appearance of the Empress, who decided to please her subjects and motivate the fighters with her own vocal performance.
"Your Majesty," - the nosenrot stood at attention, as befits her, but did not attract undue attention. The appearance of the Empress really said a lot; she needed to try to show herself in the best possible light after the previous failure. And if necessary and possible, she would apologize sometime....Author
motivate the fighters with her own vocal performance.
"A sad and touching song, spoken from the heart, My Suzerain."
"OkamISama... a cozy little event, they said. Only for the inner circle, they said, just some small bets to play out," — metaphorically peeking from behind the stage curtain, Ayano thinks gloomily, watching the country's top face "warming up" the crowd.
Flipping through the booklet, she frowns more and more with each line: "Tambourine? Clubs? Are these some kind of convicts?.. Pizd... ah, no, that's not it. Mazda?.. First time I hear this one... Bazhena... Azarina???🤕 Kalina????????? 😮" — at a loss for how to comment on such a list, she merely sighs.
Popping a calming pill, she goes off to get ready and gear up.
Gives both of them (and all other viewers/participants as well).
-- Oh, how everything has been arranged, thank you, Your Majesty. So, you changed the betting rules? But you probably still can't bet on yourself, right?
- Yes, indeed, that's a good question. What does it even mean, Matthias-kun? - taking advantage of the fact that they were all still in a state of limbo, Miko-sama looks questioningly at the pair of video cards.
– So… How was your time? Did anything interesting happen while we were apart? – He shifts his gaze from Amchik to Ari and back.
– No, I finished my work at the exhibition, and that’s it. – No, I was just standing here, thinking about something. Like that girl, – he gestures towards Tluassa. Author
– By the way, I wanted to show you something…
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– Oh, so everything has been arranged, thank you, Your Majesty. So, you’ve changed the betting rules? But you still can’t bet on yourself, right?
– Now you can.
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– Yes, indeed, a good question. What does this even mean, Matthias-kun? – Taking advantage of the fact that they were all still in a sort of limbo, Miko-sama looks questioningly at the pair of video cards.
– These are betting tickets; their value is equivalent to 500 rem.
- Thirty-three!
- Unfortunately, that is the wrong answer.
- Pfft, well, never mind, you won't get very far in your country with such trivial questions anyway.