Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Ah... Let's go to the Dark Lands, - he writes this down in his organizer.

Erika thanked the professor for the information and the pie with tea.
- Professor, if I have any more questions for you, what time can I visit you at the university?

- That's how it is... Well, at least you can combine work and home comfort, and you don't have to go anywhere early in the morning, that's it... - thinking about something of his own, the student can't find any other suitable thought, and friendly nods goodbye: - Then see you, Aya! Thanks again, and see you!

Isn't that the ship we sunk last time?

—Well, that's how it is... But at least you can combine work and home comfort, and you don't have to go anywhere early in the morning, you see... —thinking about something, the student can't come up with any other suitable thought, and nods goodbye: —Then, see you, Aiya! Thanks again, and see you!

- You'll have to raise it, what else can you do? If you don't have money, write to the protector of your city, he will allocate funds for you.

Tilting his head back, the young man gazes at the starry sky one last time. So distant and yet so beautiful.

- I can't give you a specific answer because I'm there at completely different times – you see, I oversee those students who don't have the opportunity to attend lectures on a predetermined schedule.

- Why should strangers pay for his little one? 😢 IT'S NOT FAIR! 😢 HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? WHY, USHUGALLU?! 😭 YOU PROMISED WE WOULD ALWAYS BE TOGETHER! 😭 😭 😭

- The king pays for all his subjects, - the local protector explained, gritting her teeth. - Even if not all of them appreciate it. If that's all, go - I can't help you.

Having left the observatory, Asmidul takes a deep breath of the night air. And again. And again. The night sky, otherworldly goddesses, fantastic stories, travels, Aia... No, this definitely wasn't for him. He probably just fell asleep in the library and is having another unrealistic dream, that's all. Tilting his head back, the young man gazes at the starry sky one last time. So distant and so beautiful.
After that, he quickly returns to the administration building, hoping to catch the kind Sir Lanson.

Then Erika decided to visit the Temple of Nanaia.

Insho returns to the administration building and tearfully asks to be provided with overnight accommodation.

Erika safely arrives at the self-proclaimed house of love.

- Hello, - greets her a beautiful-looking woman, - what brings you here? My intuition tells me that you didn't come here to become one of us.

-- Good day. Impressive, -- Ushumgallu let the pointy-eared one guess whether this comment referred to the library or not. What was he interested in? The great warriors of our time? The artifactual black armor? Some insightful research on waking nightmares?
"They're not here. And you're not here for that either. And not even to gawk at breasts," he suddenly realized.
-- I'm interested in information about the civil war in Calcite, the famous people of Barsina at the end of the last century, and the current Queen Felicia, -- he stated firmly.