Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Yes, I have a few of those. I live in this room, by the way,” she explained the obvious, “and I won’t show you the others without the residents’ permission, so all that’s left is the garage,” she walks into the extension and shows where her own “Purian” used to be parked. - The guys gave it to me as a gift.

- Perhaps only those who have lived for thousands of years are capable of seeing and understanding the truth.

- Uh-huh, let's go.
And they come.
- Oh, yes, it's Count Kridearsky himself, - Quentin greeted the worker, - how can my humble enterprise be of service to such an important person?

-- They took good care of you, which is nice. Hmm, but what do you think of the area itself? Is the sea air pleasant?

- You're welcome. Hmm... It will be more difficult with dresses. I would still recommend that you go to a specialized store.

- Well, yes. Yesterday, I obtained the last fragment, completing the divine comedy.

And today, I wanted to buy something for this egomaniac so he would have something to wear, but look, he turns up his nose at anything plentiful, demanding something elite, and Alice is resting today.

And what about you?

You certainly chose a very peculiar place for headquarters... - she cast a sad, gloomy look at the building.

- I have extensive experience with various technologies, so it wasn't a problem – the operating principle is essentially the same for many vehicles.

- It's still a big city with all its drawbacks; I think it's cleaner and more pleasant in the suburbs.

—It's a good thing we won't live that long. It's scary to even imagine what it's like: when every word, every glance, and every head turn is admired and interpreted as a special action filled with absolute divine wisdom, and you have to live up to expectations.

—I think we need to ask permission to step onto the threshold of the enterprise belonging to the gentleman under whose leadership the right pillar, Margel, and Count Kridear worked. —the nobody smirked in response. —It's a pity we didn't have time to meet yesterday, Sir Quentin. —How are you enjoying the celebration? I wasn't sure how you would react to the news that a walking dead person worked here for some time...

On the street, Beatu has an epiphany, and she drags Gion to the art academy.

—Sometimes it's noisy, but you know, it depends on how you look at it. When the human hubbub drowns out all other sounds, including even the surf nearby, it brings a unique and exciting understanding of the strength and resilience of human civilization. But... I wouldn't mind living in the quiet of Folkvan, it's just more familiar.

—And you still don't know where Akonia will be located in the future?

- You could just not tell anyone about your longevity...

- A celebration... with its ups and downs, let's say. M? Walking dead, where? - The Clockmaker pretended to be silly and pointed at Klin. - I think it's perfectly living flesh, isn't it?

—Then it turns out even worse: you live for a thousand years, but instead of gaining wisdom, you change locations so that no one suspects anything.

—Well, now that's true... Anyway, thank you. —There was nothing special that needed to be activated for Kline. —..And what about the crashes, if it's not a secret? And if it is a secret, I hope there were more successes than failures?

At the Academy, they greet the organizer of yesterday's event - Eogan Lamark. Seeing the unexpected guests, he watches them expectantly.

- Hello! It's surprisingly empty here today, after yesterday. Did everyone buy all the paintings?

- And I remember that you were closed in the summer, by the way... Is everything okay now?

- I dare to suggest that the right pillar in my home would be quite appealing, but alas, this journey is unlikely to be possible.

- I think that here, in Margel, in any state, large or small, the most vulnerable point in terms of internal security is the capital; besides, it's not for nothing that we were appointed as the right and left pillars specifically in Margel, and not in Welferna. We will probably serve not the interests of the empire, but exclusively the imperial family, and they will not always coincide.

- Boo-boo-boo, grumpy.

- How to explain it... Oh! I was hoping to join your lunar park dozen.

-- I can't say the same about my previous place of residence; it was quite wild and dangerous, not a place to invite guests – so don't take offense. But thank you, I appreciate it.

-- That's right, Lady Sonata, it sounds like the truth. I hope, though, that the Overlord won't keep us idle for too long, because every sword needs to be tempered.