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After a while, Aiyano returns from the dressing room, wearing her last remaining dress and cute, snow-white stockings, with a pendant of the left pillar dangling on her.
She still couldn't think of anything constructive to say to her mother about all this and other matters, and whether it even made sense, so all she says to her is:
- Interesting "outfit". I doubt the subjects ever thought they would see you in this. ... ... ... I'm sorry I didn't live up to your expectations. I was going to leave this battlefield last, but... I guess I messed up, - her gaze turned towards the black horizon.
Soon, the steel-clad victims are presented with clothing.
Although Erefir herself wouldn't mind standing around in rags, as a worn appearance is a clear and obvious privilege of the victors, and one cannot be blamed for it... But it should be noted that Her Highness was thinking correctly, from the point of view of authority. Perhaps this scene, where Naria makes a light gesture with her hand, and immediately at least half of the tournament participants are barely clothed, looked strange to the spectators. It was almost like an unexpected beach event, wasn't it? )
Alright, the redhead didn't bother anyone, if they weren't delaying her, let everyone change and calm down. She herself wasn't sure if she could find the right words. Unless she met someone's gaze (especially Lynette, who took command after Fyr herself), she would nod respectfully.
Waiting for Guion to hide his Carnelian musculature in a change of "t-shirt," and giving a salute to the Empress, if she was still nearby, for the impromptu test and keeping a pulse on things, Fyr leaves in the direction of Discordia, apparently taking Beata and Guion with her.
-- I really hope that there are no more surprises for today, however, Guion, I do ask you to use your ability. I'm serious, after what we've been through, I've become especially interested in all these people, and what they're thinking... Maybe someone among them will become our ally in the future. You don't need to check the princess, everything is clear with her, but with the others, if there is no reason not to, I ask you...
-- And besides... -- the redhead was about to ask to update the data on herself, but she stopped herself at the last second. -- Well, never mind, nothing.
After a while, Aiyano returns from the dressing room, wearing her last remaining dress and cute, snow-white stockings, with the pendant of the left pillar dangling on her.
She still couldn't think of anything constructive to say to her mother about all this and other matters, and whether it even made sense, so all she says to her is:
- Interesting "outfit." I doubt the subjects ever thought they would see you in something like this. ... ... ... Sorry I didn't live up to expectations. I was going to be the last one to leave this battlefield, but... I guess I messed up," her gaze turned somewhere towards the black horizon.
- I didn't want you to be involved in this, - having examined her daughter's "outfit," Naria nodded approvingly, - but you would probably be upset if your friends and acquaintances were in such a situation, and you remained safe, right? The main thing is that you are safe.
Added 7 minutes later The trio arrives in Discordia, where they find Mazda.
- That's true. It would have been... "harder" for me to accept something like that, - she rubbed her nose. - Maybe I misjudged your intentions with her... I really thought they would die. And if not, then that it was just another fragment of the ancient world, forcing you to act against your kind, good-natured nature, however much you deny it, in a way that would bring sorrow to all involved. I... I've never been so happy to be wrong in my prediction. Now, in retrospect, it seems obvious, but at that moment... I wish you wouldn't scare me like that again.
Gion was about to joke that he'd had enough of group sessions and infiltrations, but instead, he considered whether he could quickly infiltrate the minds of the tournament participants, just enough to get a glimpse of their auras and beliefs, which have already been generated and are known to the players, but without the GM having to spend hours assigning traits to each one. And in some cases, he might even be able to delve deeper later, into the most interesting ones.
The trio arrives in Discordia, where they find Mazda.
"Yes... Now we will often encounter various tournament participants, I feel. And especially in Discordia. Apparently, he wants to wish for the restoration of his old clothes, or perhaps new clothes."
He is not prevented from making a wish, waiting for his turn. Oh, by the way, they and Suiyen still have to play the wheel of fortune, right?
- That's true. It would have been... "harder" for me to accept something like this, - she rubbed her nose. - Maybe I misjudged your intentions with her... I really thought they would die. And if not, then it's just another fragment of the ancient world that forced you to act against your kind, good-hearted nature, however much you deny it, in a way that would bring sorrow to all involved. I... I've never been so happy to be wrong in my prediction. Now, in retrospect, it seems obvious, but at the time... I wish you wouldn't scare me like that again.
- If this battle had taken place in our dimension, achieving such a "clean" result would have been beyond even my capabilities in my current, godforsaken state. In my vision of the future, there is no place for singularities like her, and she has already lived her time. Imagine existing for thousands of years and having nothing left to look forward to but an ancient debt, and your beliefs prevent you from taking your own life. Therefore, the only way to resolve the situation that has arisen for both of us is this. And yet... After assessing Aiyano's outfit once more, the Empress embraces her and starts hugging her like a teddy bear.
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to assess their auras and beliefs with a single glance, which have already been generated and are known to the players.
It penetrates. Let me remind you of the students: Miyuki - white Matthias - gray Tenok - gray Suyen - white Yun - gray Anpan - white Kanchan - white Hugon - black Amirega - gray Heinos - black Jilo - white Pion - white
Giyon shares the information he gathered with Erephir.
- This is just a quick assessment. It was difficult to examine everything in detail; there were so many people, and I got tired. It's not an easy skill. We can then evaluate the most interesting ones individually, taking our time.
"Yes... Now we will encounter various tournaments quite often, I feel. And especially in Discordia. Apparently, he wants to wish for the restoration of his old outfit, or a new one."
Nothing prevents him from wishing, just waiting for his turn. Oh, by the way, he and Suyen still have to play the Wheel of Fortune, right?
Mazda is trying to "host" in every location again, and Discordia has become his first. Discordia: ❌ Leaf: ❌ Melody: ❌ Rabbit Hole: ❌ Dionysus' Photo Studio: ❌ Rumor: ❌ Ornament: ❌ Phantom: ❌ Lepota: ❌ Amamus' Palace: ❌ XXX: ❌ Grace: ✔️ Abundance: ❌ Dryad: ❌ Blake's Apartments: ❌ White's Apartments: ❌ Museum of Curiosities: ❌ Park: ❌ Wilma's House: ❌ Hearth: ❌ Everything Will Be Alright: ❌ Hospital: ❌ Vallen's Mansion: ❌ Lynette's House: ❌ Magic Bureau: ❌ Air Dock: ❌ Transportation Station: ❌ Margel's Police: ❌ Diablo: ❌ Adventurers' Guild: ❌ Community of Empire Workers: ❌ Workers' Guild: ❌ Upgrade: ❌ Chronos: ❌ Pam-param: ❌ Fishing Guild: ❌ Philosophical Guild: ❌ Community of Empire Veterans: ❌ Hunters' Guild: ❌ Thinker: ❌ Dawn: ❌ Cherry: ❌ Young Drowned Woman: ❌ Tentacle: ❌ Anchor: ❌ Hellfire: ❌ Chamber of Horrors: ✔️ Aquamarine: ❌ Ogma's Bar: ❌ Carnelian: ❌ Ikigai: ❌ Golden Pit: ❌ Art Academy: ❌ Magic Academy: ❌ Ideal: ❌ Playful Rabbit: ❌ Narii's Villa: ❌ Kline/Sanexy's House: ❌ Raptilion's House: ❌ Moon Park: ❌ Kamimori: ❌
Gillon relays the information he gathered to Erefir. “This is what I could assess at a glance. It was difficult to look deeper; there were so many people, and I was a bit tired. This skill isn't easy. We can evaluate the most interesting ones individually later, at our leisure.”
Phyr wasn't asking out of idle curiosity, nor to burden the universe with questions, but because she was increasingly convinced that information was key. How much easier could the battle have been if she had known about it in advance? After all, the pocket dimensions with weapons, and even that specific specimen within them, weren't exactly a surprise. But she didn't let on about any of this, nor did she reveal that she wasn't entirely sure what to expect from some of the tournament participants, especially the rebels: perhaps they were simply proud in their own way, and that would be normal, but what if there was something else entirely, and knowing their traits could prevent some unpleasantness in the future?
“Alright. Good work, now get ready to relax,” she smiled.Author
Mazda tries to hold everyone hostage in each location again, and Discordia became his first location.
“Did he just stand around and leave?”
“Lady Kizham! I only ask that you don't laugh, but is it possible to make a third wish? Are there any penalties for such audacity? And if so, how many people can be cured of the negative effects of potions at a time? Please excuse me,” the redhead smiles broadly.
-- Lady Kizhdham! Please don't laugh, but is it possible to make a third wish, and are there any penalties for such audacity? And if so, how many people can be cured of the negative effects of potions at once? Please excuse me, -- the redhead smiles broadly.
Based solely on Erephir's expressed wish, Arabella did not laugh and treated her question with complete seriousness. However, her answer was concise. - 1.
"And we also have some kind of debuff on Tluasse, and in the end, out of four people, we'll have to heal only one. Well, I promised."
Praying to the Patrons (and, quite fervently, to Stallia, with whom a special connection has now formed, not quite clear yet), hoping that this won't be a mistake, Erefir makes a wish:
—Lady Kijdam, thank you... I ask that Gillon stops being as fragile as glass due to the potion he drank at the tournament, and that's all, we won't touch other people or other aspects of the universe, so that you don't have meaningless work.
- Whee-ee-ee, thank you! Beata hugs her superiors and Guiyosh; she doesn't dare hug Arabella – they aren't that close, but she smiles at her happily. - Boss, would you like me to draw something for you as a thank you? - she asks quietly.
He pokes his finger at the cheek of the Karneol windmill, checking it. Seems normal, not loose.
-- I think we owe you a great debt, especially me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart... -- he bows to the sorceress. -- Know that if I need any assistance that is within my power and appropriate to the situation... Well, as it says in your rules about wishes ) I will not refuse. However, I suppose it was already clear, based on logic and duty, but some things are better said.Author
Beata hugs her superiors and Giyone; she doesn't risk hugging Arabella - they're not that close, but she smiles at her happily.
She gladly accepts the hugs, although she feels a slight awkwardness for a reason known only to her.Author
- Boss, would you like me to draw something for you as a thank you? - she asks quietly.
-- Yes, I wouldn't refuse, thank you... And what about the ODs, by the way? Well, if it's related to food, then not today, don't be mad.
-- Where are you planning to go next? Isn't it time to return to the competition yet?
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