Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

- Hi! 😉 I'm having some financial difficulties right now 😅, so free would be the best option!

- Then get into one of the carts. It won't be a fast ride, but you'll get to Sugara. - He suddenly points to the skulls hanging from his donkey. - Do you know whose these are? They belong to bandits! So you don't have to worry about your safety. By the way, my name is Kibo.

- Are you from Zimia, perhaps? You don't look like it. - Kibo ordered his gnome companions to introduce themselves as well. - Alright, let's go... There will be plenty of time to chat on the road.

- Actually, I don't know where I'm from. It's the surname of my adoptive parents, - Insho replied, climbing into the cart where there were more men.

The hardworking and polite dwarves gave the "fragile girl" more space, unintentionally moving further away from her. The caravan set off.

After ten hours, Insho safely arrives in Sugara. During all this time, none of her fellow travelers even thought about hitting on her 😀
It's 8:00 PM. It's late.

🐱🐲: Let her get a butterfly tattoo on her lower back at a tattoo parlor.

-- I would still suggest you take some time to learn more about our organization. You should rest between setting records.

Insho went to Sugara's administration to find out where she could spend the night in their city.

- And did you know that the current king is the one hundred and thirty-third in line? And in Margel, there are only twenty-one. The difference in the level of civilizations is obvious. - Well, but the twentieth one is a real goddess. That, in my opinion, is worth a lot. Or it's worth... hehe. - Don't mimic me, or you'll turn into a Nosferatu. You already have a suitable face, so it won't take long.

- This building has vacant rooms specifically for such situations. - He said to her, learning about the situation. - And what delicious harpy meat, - he commented, licking his fingers, - it seems that they are such low-level creatures, but the meat is of high quality.

Insho's stomach rumbled.
- Heh, yeah, I bet their meat is tasty... Thanks for helping with the lodging. Hmm, I wonder, did you hunt harpies yourselves?

- Hee-hee, see brother, there's something darkly divine in you. Don't let us down, you can see for yourself - we need to answer the international challenge, or else our descendants might have to make our country great again. Whether you burst or crack - Asuguh comes first!

After saying goodbye, the Sugarian headed to the market. Perhaps there he would find something useful for another city, where there might not even be any markets, given the peculiarity of his hometown.

- Hmm... Maybe you know something about a strange object lying around in the city? They say it's the work of some wizards.