Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

- Uh-huh, I get it. - The girl decided that she would now definitely focus on beauty, because if someone like Golopuz says one thing, then you absolutely have to do the opposite. - Espas gets a recommendation.

– Hmm, I suppose that’s true, – Camistella agreed, – in my unit, the name “Ginzah” has long become an insult, and such sentiments tend to spread from superiors to subordinates. It seems that in the past, he caused a lot of trouble for my commanders, and they haven’t forgiven him for it. But in any case, purely logically, there’s really no point in Ginzah dying here. What’s more interesting is… how did he even manage to escape? The situation seemed hopeless… there must be secret passages in Shina that we know nothing about. Oh well! Now we can afford to rest a little, so that tomorrow, with renewed vigor, we can plunge deeper into the calcitic lands!

—Wow, what efficiency! And where do you get the strength to wake up so early... Thank you. —he yawned slightly, glancing at his watch. —In recent days, I've been experiencing some self-destructive urges, but you were actually very accurate about our policy. Those who want to can stay in the rear, those who want to can swoop in for the spoils, those who want to can help with supplies and equipment, and some are destined to cough up their internal organs to create walls of their own bodies to block every inch of the infected soil of their homeland from the dirty feet of the invaders. Each of these links is important in its own way; after all, there's no point in ensuring the future for others if there's no one left to live in it. What was I talking about... I can't force you to embark on a path where you probably won't see your Mikoto again, but knowing the unwavering strength of your ideals, I don't think there's any point in my obvious question, right?

Are there bathrooms in the admin dorm rooms?

Erika decided to start her new day with an experiment. She took several blank sheets of paper and wrote/drew some incomprehensible scribbles on them, even to herself. After that, she went to the bathroom (if there is one in the admin dorm rooms), wrapped the paper in one of the newly purchased towels, and put it in the water. After a few minutes, she took it out and looked at the condition of the paper and the writing/drawings...

- Let's go see Hiso? See what he's got going on there, - he suggests to the samurai.

We all live only in the present moment; we cannot take away our past because it no longer exists, and we cannot take away the future because it does not yet exist. Therefore, although I have no intention of parting with my life without a worthy reason, the question of its duration does not concern me. I do what I must, and at this moment, duty calls me to follow you.

Unfortunately, the paper was soaked with water, and not only did the writing smudge, but the paper itself crumbled in her hands. The towel, however, dried immediately.

- She's strange. - The samurai comments about the one who left. - She looks pretty, but inside, it's as if some kind of cynical old man is sitting, or... I don't even know who or what. Brr. Okay, let's go.

brotherly

either get one from one of the NPCs who doesn't really need it

—As always, you’ve made an exceptionally accurate observation, my North Sea friend. I can’t say whether sacrificing one’s life for a foreign country falls under the category of worthy reasons, but duty compels me to choose option B, and then let the universe decide. However, first, let’s go check out “Cold Steel”; I suspect nothing is working there right now, but just in case.

"A negative result is still a result," thought Erika and went to inquire about the situation in Ninamite and, in particular, in the Azure port.