Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

– How are our guys doing? Is anyone getting demoralized? I spent the last hour bringing Ilk back to his senses. Not only did he lose his precious shield, but he's also worried about Lampra. That's what I wanted to say – let's go together and figure out what to do with Lampra. He's quite a ticking time bomb, even though you seem to have found a way to connect with him.

– Ah, hello, – greeted Ghenza, Kamistella, who had no idea what name he went by, – the old guard is back together again. Well, almost... it feels like only a couple of days have passed since our last joint operation. Well, now we're together again, only this time the agenda isn't undead, but quite alive Calcite invaders. It's fun to be us! Well, see you closer to the start of the mission, and Eresh and I will go about our business for now.

– He knows me, but you're not very eloquent. And in general, if the command can't communicate with him, how will the rest of the squad trust him?

– As you might have guessed, we are acquainted, – Camistella smirked. – They are reliable guys when it comes to battles. To be honest, the squad turned out to be better than I expected. Well, never mind, we should go. We don't have much time. We'll have to attack at night...

A beautiful couple asks their comrades where they can find desert gear and heads to the right place.

- Hello, father, - Genz smiled as friendly as he could. - I see you're settling in - that's great! 👍
He sits down next to him and takes out a Nikkers.
- Want one? Chocolate, I haven't tried it, but it should be tasty, - he breaks it in half and offers half.
He takes a bite:
- Mmm... I'm not a big fan of sweets, but you know, it's not bad, not bad, - he puts his head on his hands, resting on his knees. - Listen, I've been thinking a lot about this whole situation. You know, I once looked for a missing girl - almost the same way as you, she wasn't my sweetheart, I'll tell you right away, but I still made it my life's mission. She was searched for everywhere... - he waves his hand. - In every nook and cranny - in her hometown, in the surrounding area, but what do you think? She was found in a completely different place! By me! Fate brought her to me because it was my destiny. I promised - and I kept it - but! - he raises his finger importantly. - Not without the help of people who became my comrades, and whose well-being is important to me and affects my own. That's what I'm getting at... Can you tell me what and how, what's your story? But - don't forget, a clear head and so on, okay? Otherwise, things won't work out, - he looks at Lampr as calmly and sympathetically as possible in this situation. - And I'll think about it, figure things out. Just look - now you - and we - have opportunities that you probably haven't had in all this time. Don't you think that's wonderful? You know... - he sighs. - To be honest, I never thought I would find my one true love. My father used to say - don't get attached to any one woman. Not that I agreed with him - obviously, he just hadn't met The One. But one day *I* met her - in my opinion, or some kind of impulse... and as soon as I met her, I lost her... I curse that day of my life. And I would like no one to experience what I experienced.
So... Father, tell me your story. About... Baldr? Eyr? And we'll figure out what's what. I think that by combining our minds and strengths, we can unravel this mess and all together achieve the best possible outcome. For some reason... that's how I feel. It's as if all our lives have led us to this moment. Come on, tell me, I'm eager to hear it. There's probably something super cool in there.

- On the islands, where every ambitious ruler dreams of uniting the archipelago under their banner, all Clans are simultaneously at war and not at war: today they may be enemies, and tomorrow they may be allies, and then enemies again. In the case of Mikoto Ootori Yamato, she and my lord are too similar in character, which makes confrontation inevitable.

There are no time and space regressions.

– Oh, don't worry here, we are definitely support troops, – Kamistella said with an encouraging smile. – Hmm, maybe you can choose what we should buy? You clearly have more combat experience and a better understanding of expeditions than I do. By the way, you can also get something for free due to your incredible appreciation of beauty. For example, a magical fruit.

– So, it turns out that you always need to be ready for an attack in the back. – Sighing sadly, he corrects himself. – And why can't we live in peace? By "we," I mean the inhabitants of all the major geographical locations. Well, if Anuzish attacks, we'll paint the Harranians in Asahinian colors. It's good for us, good for you, and bad for others. This will result in you being attacked from the flanks due to the expanded territories, and we'll have some surviving Harranian necromancer who will terrorize the area for the sake of his lost homeland. If not now, then the next generation will have to go through this again. No matter how you look at it, it's a losing situation. – After chewing on some rice, he reaches for a mug. – Tea, coffee?

– Astronauts? Hmm... You know, I didn't believe in aliens for a long time, but over time I realized that I was wrong. The future... You're right, – Ghenza nods gloomily. – We won't ruin the future; let our enemies not even hope. It is in our hands, and no one else's. And we won't miss any opportunities either, – he listens for a while. – And yes. We will use every opportunity we have, – he clenches his fist triumphantly. – Are you with us, father?! Many scoundrels would like to take advantage of our... how should I say... our anachronistic ignorance. But that's not what we'll show them.
Frowning:
– Hmm... What book did you leave "there" – where? About your legend? The one where we can find clues to your search? Maybe you'll remember, it's important? Or is there really so much in it that we won't be able to understand the whole picture until we get it from the enemy?