Thank you," Claudia took Ilva's hand and smiled sincerely, "this will help me a lot!
-- Ren, hello.
Vegie stood there for a while – her eyes began to slowly close, and her legs were starting to give way... Virgil's tea, idleness, and the stuffy room were starting to take their toll. It became clear that this couldn't continue.
-- Aaaaa... Renold, can you pass this on to the priest? -- Gulveig handed the guy 50 selics. -- Someone dropped it on the road, I picked it up. Have him write an announcement. Bye!
—Oh, what? —the guy asked, confused. —Hello. Yes, of course, I'll pass it on.
After that, he headed to the baron's office.
—I apologize for disturbing you," he said politely. —I have two questions. First, Gulveig asked me to pass on 50 selics that someone dropped on the road. Just in case the owner shows up, have an announcement written, here.
Renold thoughtfully scratched his head, gathering his thoughts.
—And most importantly, I wanted to ask about the tournament, the one that took place last week. About my five "deaths." I've been thinking about it all these days, why it happened. It seems like 1-on-1 battles are almost my specialty, but it didn't go well at all. Maybe you can give me some advice on what to improve, what to focus on during training? Or maybe something else entirely?