Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks
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A year ago, the girl would have certainly blushed upon hearing such a compliment, but now her expression didn't change at all.
- Thank you. You can also contact me if... If you need help translating the speech of our mutual acquaintance, or anything else, I'm still not quite up to it yet.
At that moment, an autocarriage to Ninamiata arrives at the station.
After that, he waves to the stone man to board the arriving train.
– Yes, let's get into the fight, early in the morning, – Kamistella nodded, – if we waste all our strength on each other now, how will we fight the Calcite invaders later? Moments are moments, but I intend to survive the upcoming battle. And for that, we need to be fully prepared.
However, the Lunarian is still evaluating the attractiveness of the Asuguh archers. The question is, do they have even one beauty point above the base level...
After that, he gestures for the stone man to launch into the incoming formation.
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Instead of three skirmishers, there are some weaklings here who rely on luck rather than muscle!
– Yeah, into battle, at the crack of dawn, – Kamistella nodded, – if we spend all our strength on each other now, how will we fight the Calcite invaders later? Moments are moments, but I'm going to survive the upcoming battle. And for that, I need to be fully combat-ready.
However, the Lunarian still assesses the attractiveness rating of the Asuguh archers. Does any of them have even one point of beauty above the base level, that's the question...
Had anyone else been in Shiki's place, they might have cracked a joke about what had just happened, but he was not someone else. The young man and his companion reach Ninamiata after 8 hours on the road. The situation in the city was... excessively calm. It seemed that most of the residents had left, and only military production and particularly stubborn townsfolk remained — and there weren't many of those.
Along the way, he offered his companion a chance to browse something from his inventory library (other than the diary 😰), if he so wished.
—And there, the famous Ninung Gate and walls are visible from here! Interesting fact: the cyclopes themselves had a hand in their construction, just as they did in the modern fortifications. A detached observer might take them for mindless monsters, but in reality it's quite possible that they, not the Asuguhians, are the true masters of this land. Be that as it may, we owe all our friendly relations with the royal family to them. —finishing this little lecture, he surveys the emptied city from under his glasses. —I believe we should find lodging at the administration building, and in the morning we'll see where we can be of use to the local defenders.
Then he hanged himself – and there was no one left.
🎪🏹: Well, that's a spoiler!
⛓️♿: Let them organize mass production of Sonata slits, and even better, inflatable Sonatas. For the needs of the army. This is some kind of disgrace...
🎪🏹: Guiyosh, how was it in your army? Was it the same or better?
⛓️♿: Honestly? I don't know. I spent most of my time doing physical training. I added a couple of years to myself, I was very young. And I skipped gym class at school. So I was catching up.
🎪🏹: But now you have amazing physical fitness!
⛓️♿: I'm trying...
🐱🐲: Well, there's still some time left... Oh, yes.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
Camistella glances sideways, observing the bodyguard's reaction.
Lucky archers: three of them gang up on Camistella.
Bodyguard: kills the archers and drags Camistella to the healers.
Healers: as always, they are nowhere to be found when needed.
Camistella: collapses.
Conclusion: eliminate the maniacs while there's still time...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).
Kamistella glances sideways, observing the bodyguard's reaction. He's unusually quiet and almost invisible to the trio. Yet, he should be mentally summoning toxic-pink comets from the heavens to obliterate anyone who dares to challenge Anuzish's attractiveness, which is already at 200, while theirs is only 10.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
– I don't know about a closer and more pleasant acquaintance, – Camistella drawled, – but I wouldn't mind taking a look at the life of our glorious Asuguh warriors. Would you give a tour to a sorceress? I'm especially interested in where you would like to spend time with me, because our garrison is quite crowded these days, and there aren't many secluded places.
Unexpectedly, something particularly terrible came to mind... they are archers, and they made so much noise in close combat... what about Asuguh swordsmen then?
- So, you stood up for the girl and, in righteous anger, beat the scoundrel to death? Such cases are like "rock, paper, scissors" - it could theoretically be that you attacked her, and he tried to defend her. - Comrade Lepshand didn't bother to explain exactly how this game was comparable to what happened. - We need to sort everything out, but there isn't time to deal with a change of command right now, so for now, we'll have to assume that your version is correct. Go. If it pleases Shiris, we'll continue this conversation later.
It took a lot of effort to maintain a calm face - he has no intention of mourning Sheila, and the fact that 87 didn't survive this situation is only for the better, but the absurdity of the situation is infuriating. Making a face of absolute self-confidence - his eye twitched from the tension, and trying to focus on the fact that tomorrow he will be killing Felician soldiers in a normal battle, Ushumgallu leaves the interrogation room and goes to chat with Zibabenza without any eavesdroppers. I wonder what he would do - would he immediately slit 87's throat with a katana and bury him, or would he completely ignore him? Or maybe he would flip a coin?
Ushumgallu's eye is still twitching on his bruised face as he appears before his deputy.
-- We have non-combat losses. Sheila is gone. I beat the 87th to death, he reports simply and matter-of-factly.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers