Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

“Well, we’re here, and we even have time for coffee. I don’t know what your negotiations are about, but it’s clear that you’re dealing with someone important. Whatever it is, good luck! And thank you for the helpful advice. I promise to remember it well.” He extends his hand to the samurai in farewell.

He then walks towards the entrance, respectfully nodding first to the royal daughter, then to the unknown, but probably equally important, gentleman, waiting for his turn to speak:
“Your Highness, I am glad to see you in good health. Allow me to express my personal admiration for your heroic support during the recent events in the capital. I have brought an important foreign guest, who has an appointment with His Majesty.”

He politely steps aside, allowing the main characters of this episode to continue with their introductions and interactions.

Ikusa greeted Asmidul with a nod, and with the same gesture, she signaled to the other two that there was no need to hide anything at that moment.
“Urazuki Shiki, samurai Asagiri Tokitaki, Mikoto Asahina,” the envoy bowed respectfully to the royal daughter, “has arrived with a response from my lord to His Majesty Tiozar Kiseku Aalur.”
“This is Sui-en Vanderlast, an envoy of Queen Lunamaria es Diesra Arual, and this is Asmidul – a friend of His Majesty.” Ikusa decided to introduce the attendees to each other. “Hmm, the meeting was scheduled for tomorrow, but since we are all here together by chance, there is no need to postpone it.”

Perhaps, with Rynze's arrival, the world would have become more beautiful... and less sensual. As they say, there's a nuance to everything...

"The struggle between the gods is like that," Camistella nodded. "Aconia won, but she had a significant advantage from the start. Anuzish is her native world, while Rynze comes from very distant lands."

The Lunarian decides to inquire about what the adventurers are currently doing.

- With the Tungs? Come on, he's one of us, I guarantee it. He's protecting the wall, after all. Such a canvas would be interesting, and with remakes on top of that. Surely you won't take it on? Maybe this little guy will play so well that he'll turn the tide of the war in the right direction. And it will be thanks to your hand.

- With the Tungi? Come on, he's one of ours, I swear. He's guarding the wall, you know. It would be an interesting canvas, and we could add some remakes. Surely you'll take it on? Maybe this little guy will play so well that he'll shift the military effort in the right direction. And it will be thanks to you.

- Honestly, I don't really care if it's Calcite or Asuguh.
- Damn... I just remembered... I don't have any money at all...

- I have, - the tattoo artist shrugs. - You're wrong, I was recently in Onkaihe, and there raiders bombed half the city from the sky, and that's not even the front line. Well, if you think so... Maybe it will pass.

Waving to the joker:
- I would take a walk to the menagerie, I wonder if there's anything interesting there.

🎪🏹: We didn't write such things in our diaries. I remember, Naria assigned me to kill some guy, I killed him, and in my diary, I wrote that Naria didn't assign me anything, and I just "happened to pass by" the guy.

Well... The mushroom incident was self-defense, and as for Tann... Let him work as a protector of Erika's belongings. A couple of "Gins" will disappear, and then maybe there will be fewer people wanting to profit from her belongings without permission. "Mutually beneficial cooperation," damn it... I'll give you access to the obelisks - you give me protection from prying eyes. Everything is fair...

Anyway, the warning has been written. After that, it's "your business," as they say...

Perhaps with Rinze's arrival, the world would have become more beautiful... and less sexual. As they say, everything has its nuances...

- The struggle between the gods is like that, – Camistella nodded. – Akonia won, but she had a significant advantage from the very beginning. Anuzish is her native world, while Rinze comes from very distant lands.

The Lunarian decides to ask what the adventurers are currently doing.

- We are mainly helping refugees. With housing, food, and reuniting them with family and friends.

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- I have, – the tattoo artist shrugs. – You're wrong, I was recently in Onkaiha, and there the raiders bombed half the city from the sky, and this isn't even the front line. Well, whatever... Maybe it will pass.

Waving at the joker:
- I would take a walk to the menagerie, I wonder if there's anything interesting there.

Shubula II didn't say that he has Calcite roots.
- Okay, okay, I'll do it. – He scratches his head. – Otherwise, I feel like some kind of loser. Should I get one too, or don't you want a second one? – Genzu asks.

Ikusa greeted Asmidul with a nod, and with the same gesture, she let the other two know that there was no need to hide anything at the moment.
- Urazuki Shiki, samurai of Asagiri Tokitaki, miko of Asahina, - the envoy bowed respectfully to the royal daughter, - has arrived with the answer of my lord to His Majesty Tiozar Kiseku Aalur.
- This is Sui'en Vanderlast, envoy of Queen Lunamaria es Diesra Arual, and this is Asmidul - a friend of His Majesty. - Ikusa decided to introduce the attendees to each other. - Hmm, the meeting was scheduled for tomorrow, but since we are all here by chance, there is no need to postpone it.

"He didn't even finish one game, and he's already a friend. And my friends usually don't have good endings... Now they'll probably think I'm deliberately looking for a way to get involved in royal affairs."

- Nice to meet you. I hope your journey went smoothly, considering what I've heard about the current state of sea travel.

"I think I've seen this name somewhere, but I can't remember where."

- Nah, that's enough for now. Thanks a bunch! - Genza also didn't mention that, according to his documents, he had Calcite ancestry.

Could they have given the refugees weapons and, with the words "if you want a home, defend it!", sent them to the front?

– Too much pity for the refugees and too little control... there might be spies among them, and even intelligent zombies from Harran, – Kamistella still quietly shared her thoughts with her bodyguard, – and we haven't lost a single city yet. If the gates hold, Asuguh will hold too. And it's not that difficult to protect against enemy adventures within the kingdom. We must demonstrate to the enemy the futility of its attempts to undermine our morale, but so far, everything is happening exactly the opposite.

Suppressing a surge of hostility towards the refugees, Kamistella decided to visit the administration of Enlil and ask if the situation in the city was stable.

- Heh, for terminators of the old era like me, such obstacles don't pose any difficulties.
Just like Shiki, the new acquaintance, Asmidul, had a foreign katana at his belt; only Ikusa possessed a long, straight sword. And what a glamorous pickaxe the erudite himself had.
- Well, let's go inside. - The royal daughter winked at the young man for some reason. - But before that, I ask everyone to take off their shoes.
Soon, all four of them find themselves inside the Temple of Mirrors. Asmidul feels a sense of relief - as if some heavy burden had temporarily disappeared from his shoulders. In contrast to this feeling, however, the room itself evoked mixed feelings - the inside of its walls, floor, and ceiling was made of mirrored material, and only the inclusion of pieces of multi-colored glass, arranged like a mosaic, broke up this surreal view.
There were no additional rooms, stairs, altars, paintings, or anything like that here, only a solitary statue in the very center, under which the king was kneeling and muttering something - he was clearly praying. This sculptural work was made in color and remotely resembled the works of a famous artist in the capital of Alastia, but in terms of skill and effort, it far surpassed them. It was an image of a woman of human height - together with a low pedestal and heel, it was 175 centimeters high. She had an athletic build, long, snow-white hair, and eyes that were either pale blue or the color of sea waves.
The guests had to wait a little before the monarch of Asuguh could give them his attention.
- ... - Rising from his knees and turning around, Thiozar Kisekus Aalur met those who had stepped onto the threshold of his not-so-secret "base" with a look full of energy that was uncharacteristic of his eyes. - Shiki, Suiyen, and even Asmidul. Wasn't our meeting scheduled for tomorrow? - He asks Ikusa, but doesn't wait for her answer. - However, it doesn't matter. It's better to deal with things sooner rather than later.
- Your Majesty. - The dark-haired man kneels and bows his head. - Suiyen Vanderlast, a student of Sonata Reim and a servant of Her Majesty Queen Lunamaria es Diesra Arual, has arrived with Her answer to Your Majesty's request. - Having made sure that he can continue, he continues. - Margel agrees that the Haranian Empire does not deserve the right to exist and must be destroyed. Based on this decision, the Kingdom of Asuguh can count on our gratuitous support - military, financial, resource, intelligence, and magical.
- Uh-huh, that's good news. I am grateful to Queen Lunamaria for our long-standing friendship. And of course, I am grateful to you personally, Suiyen, for participating in the creation of this sculpture.
- I am infinitely glad to hear these words, Your Majesty.
- Urazuki Shiki, samurai of Asagiri Tokitaki, mikoto of Asahina, - the second foreigner knelt and touched the floor with his palms and forehead, - I inform you that my lord has agreed to provide the Kingdom of Asuguh with support in the war against the Haranian Empire; of course, as Your Majesty proposed last time, he expects that its lands will pass under the control of Asahina after the end of the conflict.
- This offer is still valid. - The king nodded. - Asuguh does not need new territories. - He spreads his hands, sighs, and smiles. - To put it in the language of the youth, empires tend to "decline," so expansion is not beneficial to our civilization.

Asmidul: Since we are friends, may I ask you, Your Majesty... to allow me and my companions to live in your Temple? We will never leave it! We will only pray 24/7!

- 'Done.' - After a while, Shobula II successfully tattoos a hideous-looking scorpion all over Hisoka's back - as if he were not an Asukuh soldier but a member of some foreign criminal gang. - Is it okay?
The drawing looked something like this:

- What do you think?...' - Hisoka decided to ask Genzu because he couldn't see his own back very well.

- Yeah, it's not that great... let's delete it.

- Ho-ho!.. - he whistles, examining the rock drawing from all sides. - That's awesome! I haven't even seen anything like that from our guys, and I've seen a lot. You know... aggression, strength, mystery, and it's like you're taking rebellious fate into your fist and squeezing it, and squeezing it. Terminator, for sure! - two dozen rems solemnly proceed to the address. - This is a masterpiece, my friend, I couldn't have imagined that something like this could come out of a person's hand on such an unruly surface.

I understand that the action in Sheen will begin after Asmidul finishes talking to the king and goes to sleep, and Camistella decides where she will go tonight?