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Fortunately or unfortunately, there was nothing here.



The Knight Captain runs up and heroically misses Saki.

Knight Captain is blinded by feminine charms, and his Accuracy and Dodge are reduced by 50%.
Knight Captain moves.
Knight Captain moves.
Knight Captain makes a melee attack on target Saki with Two-Handed Wooden Sword: miss!



Turn Order, Round 3:
1) Knight Captain: 30
2) Knight Captain: 15
3) Saki (220/220, 95/95): 10

Whew, it's hard to keep track when the opponent has a fully upgraded two-handed weapon skill.

With empty pockets, there was nothing left to do – Saki beats the captain with a wooden sword until either victory or defeat.

Fortunately or unfortunately, there was nothing here.

With the fading spirit of his recent drink, Harold continues his journey to the right.

Saki attacks in melee against the target Knight Captain with a Two-Handed Wooden Sword: hit, damage: 75!
Knight Captain takes damage: 640-75=565. Result: survived.
Knight Captain attacks in melee against the target Saki with a Two-Handed Wooden Sword: miss!
Knight Captain attacks in melee against the target Saki with a Two-Handed Wooden Sword: miss!
Saki attacks in melee against the target Knight Captain with a Two-Handed Wooden Sword: miss!
Knight Captain attacks in melee against the target Saki with a Two-Handed Wooden Sword: hit, damage: 439!
Saki takes damage: 220-439=1: Result: OUT OF ACTION!

The battle was intense, but short. Slaughter is becoming an important part of Saki's life.

BATTLE ENDED

Knight Captain wins

As she fades into oblivion, the defeated warrior reflects on how difficult life is for weapons.

In the Sho-Ni tavern, emptiness awaits. There is no one inside. Perhaps, remembering the merchant's words, everyone went to watch the dancer with a red scarf on his head.

And yet, the objective is done, hee-hee. I counted the trade, just in case.

He examines the premises in search of something of at least some value.

I thought it was Ment, the redhead, who lied and said he wouldn't play.

In her daze, Saki hears the sound of a carriage's wheels and men's voices. – Hey, you. Aren't you asleep? You're a border trespasser, aren't you? You just had to stumble right into an imperial ambush – they caught us and this thief. This scent... The scent of the north... The scent of ancient scrolls... However, the smell of imperial soil and the scent of ash from Red Mountain are still more pleasing to the storyteller's heart, and therefore, the unknown men were actually talking about something completely different. Saki didn't hear what they were talking about, but she felt someone's long fingernails gently scratching her skin, now on her stomach, now on her arm, now on her chest. Opening her eyes, Saki could see a girl of outstanding beauty before her, by the standards of the kingdom of Celia-Mira. Surprisingly, this stranger was even dressed, unlike our unfortunate heroine. Moreover, she was dressed extravagantly: not only in a luxurious dress with a plunging neckline, but also in a complex appliqué pattern that was attached to her skin in a sophisticated way, because the ideology of Celia-Mira forbade drawing anything directly on the body. In addition, there were sacks and chests in the carriage, and a knight sat there, wearing only a helmet and trousers. A strange combination, but he definitely knows better. Behind them was a whole string of carriages, and they were accompanied on all sides by riders of the Brown Banner. Leading this procession, heading somewhere down the road into the unknown, was a captain already well known to her. Next to him, on a raven-black steed, rode an unknown figure in a black hooded cloak. Probably, that very necromancer. So, there weren't just four knights, but a whole shock cavalry detachment. Saki felt a strange weakness. As if she had to work very hard in a short period of time. Unfamiliar liquids, with which her body was smeared, and the very dissolute pose in which she lay on the straw, added to the questions. – Oh, hello, – the stranger perked up, noticing Saki's awakening. – Sorry, this is my doing. I was very bored, so I suggested that the knights spend some time with you. At least some entertainment on this tedious journey, – the stranger shone with innocence and a complete lack of regret. I wonder, what is Saki being punished for... perhaps this is divine retribution for heresy? Or is she just incredibly unlucky?

The Straw Queen listened to the empty words of the seemingly timid old woman with a Terminator-like expression and deemed it unnecessary to honor her with any response, not even waiting for the arrival of her transport to the next destination.

He said he would be a fair GM and wouldn't resurrect characters for perverse purposes. Sigh, deception everywhere.

Technically, Saki wasn't killed; she was simply incapacitated, so there was no deception involved.

That's right, non-lethal attacks are effective against wooden creatures. And it was noted that she was simply stunned.

If I were you, I would be more concerned about the fact that Saki is currently surpassing Sho-Ni in terms of overall impact in experience gain.

in the "wooden villages"

If I were you, I would be more concerned about the fact that Saki is currently surpassing Sho-Ni in terms of overall impact in the expansion.

I already realized that in the port where Sho-Ni ended up, they prefer some guy in a red scarf, not women. It's not surprising that the saleswoman attacked her like that; the guys are busy with another guy...

The path of the valiant northerner, Skufinson, is still surprisingly peaceful. Is our hero ready to jump into the portal? Or are there too few opportunities for glorious deeds on this path?



Sho-Ni searches the tavern but finds only a cucumber that someone forgot. Again. Perhaps she can eat it for comfort if she wants. The owner of this place is no fool: everything of even slight value is hidden behind locked doors, and unfortunately, the fox doesn't have any lockpicks.



In the offices of Treevos, he meets the editor-in-chief of "The Divine Herald" in person – Mr. Verion Anar, a loyal servant of the Great Cathedral of Ceraria and the happy owner of an Amman-Tur prosthetic arm. A famous and respected figure throughout the kingdom of Cela-Mira, and beyond.

– We have already prepared a report on the events on the bridge. It will be included in the morning edition, Sir Treevos, – in the capital, "The Divine Herald" was second only to the priestesses themselves in the speed of gathering and processing information, and even then, only slightly. After all, the editorial office was one of the mouthpieces of the goddess Ceraria's power.