Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

Tailor Bocchi pays for Black Jack's treatment.
- Your time hasn't come yet! - he says, showering the greedy healers with coins.

Persuasion
Rinze
Immunity to mind control, ability to get one item from each shop for free. 

- Hoo-moo hoo-moo, - Ais glanced at the cover of the gift, but it was impossible to tell from his eyes whether he was familiar with this book or the story of the person it was about, - thank you! In that case, I would like to make a reciprocal gift, but before that, I need to go home. Would you like some tea and something sweet, by the way?

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- I don't know why you're doing this. Even though I met him on the train... - realizing, he recalls the legend. - Do you believe in fate? I don't really, but at that moment I somehow feel that it's important. Even though he's a fool, I feel something special about him. So... thank you.

He's on one HP, he didn't die, you can heal him...

- ... I'm sorry... - Jack-Hisoka says to the team, forgetting about the legend. - ... I didn't want to attract unnecessary attention... And I underestimated the opponent...

"That's not at all necessary, 'but'," — pausing for a second to think about how many absurd backtracks happen in world practice on this very phrase, the tired and hungry student also succumbs to the aforementioned temptation, — "but" honestly speaking, I'd have some tea, I've been running around since morning...

Upon returning home, Eiz first changed his clothes – he wouldn't want to drink tea while wearing dirt-stained garments. After that, he brewed black tea and cut a slice of cream cake, both of which soon appeared on the table where Asmidul was sitting, and where he himself then joined.
- Now, here's my gift for you.

Revan
Idol. Grants useful boons if a suitable character is sacrificed to it. If an unsuitable character is sacrificed, it bestows curses.

- I received it from a guest, but I think you'll find a better use for it than I did. Considering your interest in curses.

– I must say, your interview is going better than all the previous candidates; you are well-prepared, – Kamistella admitted, surprised. – You have a decent Appeal score, but I can't see anything under your helmet. May I see your face?

- It's not your fault. You gave me a hint, and I assumed that this might happen, and yet, even so, you still had a chance, and that's what I thought... - Genza squeezed the bridge of his nose tightly, squinting his eyes until they hurt, wanting to punch both Hisoka and himself. - Forget it. We'll talk about it later, if we get out of here. Now we have to, no matter what... The plan remains the same - we need to get out alive and well, and succeed. We'll give it our all, but we'll make it. We're not just some random losers; we're the elite.

– Thank you. – After a polite pause, the young man reached for the treats. – From the guest? It's a pity I didn't get to talk to her; she probably could have told me something interesting.

After examining the strange object for some time, he felt a sense of horror, realizing that his intelligence of seven was not enough.
– "Sacrifice"? Is it like with ancient peoples, when they chose the most worthy and burned them on a bonfire for the sake of the blessings of the then-existing deities?

Revan, can Erika heal defeated units?