Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

With an elegant flick of his head, Genza pushes a stray lock of hair away from his eye, placing it back in its proper position, and snaps his fingers:
- Oh, we're not the only ones drawn to the path of adventure, - he says, flashing one of his signature smiles – friendly enough, quite confident, but with a hint of mysterious intrigue, and winks at her. - From the south, perhaps? We'll be fellow travelers.

The woman took a few quick steps towards the Lunarian and, jumping like a cat, landed on it. With her hands, she grabbed its shoulders tightly, pressing one knee against its right thigh and the other against its stomach, immobilizing it. - I can smell estrus. - She said, sniffing at the "victim." - What are you doing here?

- No, I'm from around here. Yesterday, I was heading in the opposite direction, intending to go to Ninam, but ended up in Mufigura. - Ahaha, that's exactly what we were talking about, - Gerych laughed heartily, - you need to be more careful.

The stranger extends her hand towards Genza's face and touches his eyelid - the very one he had just winked with. - A nervous twitch?

This morning, Zaviruška Snegoles adorned the young student with a new look.

- Good morning, Asmidul, - she waved to him, - it's good to see that you decided to come to class. I will once again quote the well-known words in my homeland, "it is better to know a little of what is truly good and useful than a lot of what is mediocre and useless." And it is in this house of knowledge, this precious Sizki University, that you will find many good and useful things - I am absolutely sure of it.

– White would suit you, Mistress Kimchilla. But you are beautiful even now. Is it worth it? – Camistella cautiously inquired. – Won't it raise unnecessary questions?

– Can I break my own record later? I'm a novice in this, and I wouldn't want my mediocre result to remain here forever and be laughed at.

– Umm... do you recruit nurses for the army? 😅

– No, no, this is my personal greeting – but only for the most worthy, – he couldn't stop smiling. – But listen, it's strange. I know Rusik like the back of my hand, but I'm seeing you for the first time. I would remember such a meeting. Although, something seems familiar about you. Hmm... I'm Gen, and this is Girra; we're going to Sizok. And you?

– It's very nice to hear. Good morning, – the student greeted him in return. – ... Nice outfit, – he mumbled, blushing heavily. – And I wanted to ask... do students get any scholarships here? Just in case, for the future.

- We have medics, but they also have combat training. They'll have to go through the same training as everyone else. If necessary – eliminate them.

Most of the debris/fragments were lying in a cart that apparently belonged to a researcher already familiar to Erika; these were objects of various shapes: here is an elongated cylinder, here is a cube made of what appears to be black metal, and here are some rectangular plates. Inside the device, it was too dark to make out anything, but there was enough space for an adult to fit.

- Yes?... Thank you. - The girl twirled around, showing off her outfit from different angles. - There is no scholarship provided at the university... If you are experiencing financial difficulties, I recommend that you contact the administration or the headquarters of your guild; they will definitely help you.

Preparations for the upcoming concert were in full swing at the Arts Guild, so Insho was unable to get inside.

"Hmm... I don't understand anything, but it's very interesting," thought Erika.
Then she remembered that she had a very difficult day and it was almost night.
- Well, good luck studying this strange object, and I should go home," she said to the woman and headed home.

At home, after having dinner and taking a bath, she decided to talk to the mushroom for a while.

- So, Jack, how are you feeling? - she asked the mushroom.

- It seems we lived in different areas. We are decent guys, we have always maintained order, and now we are going to guilds so that the state will reward us in return. But a curse? - he exchanged glances with his friend. - How did this happen to you, did some kind of worthless trinket fall into your hands? Or did you find a mysterious tomb? My old man traveled a lot, and he told many such stories.

- What do you think? - The mushroom puffed up. - Let me put you in a bag and run around the city all day, and then you can tell me how you feel.

—👍 —was all the even more embarrassed southerner could muster. —..Well, that's what I thought. Should have asked. No, it's fine, thanks for the info.
Looking around, he decides to head to the first lecture.