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Anders, as always, was peeking at Gulveig's training from behind the bushes. Her strikes, perhaps not very graceful, but full of strength and determination, impressed the young man. Well, maybe not the strikes themselves, but the alluring movements of her full hips... Anders was sweating with excitement when, suddenly, Gulveig jumped high into the air, soaring into the sky - probably about 10 meters high - and landed right in front of the observer in the bushes.
"What are you doing here?" she asked sternly.
"Eeeee... I..."
"Were you spying on me, you pervert?!"
"No, I... eee..."
Gulveig looked sternly at Anders, and a cunning and seductive smile appeared on her lips.
"You are such a hopeless pervert... but alright, I'll give you what you want..."
The girl pushed the young man hard, causing him to fall on his back. Strangely, the fall didn't cause any pain. Gulveig leaned over Anders, and a devilish smile continued to play on her lips. The young man's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest. Gently swaying her hips, Gulveig sat on Anders' chest, taking his breath away.
"You're... so heavy," he blurted out, the first thing that came to his mind.
But the girl's expression didn't change, despite the rude remark. She simply began to hit him in the face. One hit... two... three...
"Ouch, it hurts, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you're fat... nothing like that, just forgive me, stop..."
But Gulveig relentlessly continued to deliver blows, one after another. It seemed like it would never end, when suddenly...
Anders finally woke up from the sweet embrace of sleep. A cat was sitting on his chest, hitting him in the face with its paws, hinting that it was time to wake up.
"Oh... good morning, Leo... if only you knew what I was dreaming about..."
But Leo didn't pay attention to these words and hit Anders again.
"Okay, okay, I got it," Anders began to get up, and Leo jumped off the bed, making a graceful sound like a falling brick.
After playing with the cat and sending it to catch something in the kitchen, Anders went to the training hall, where he saw the Baron.
"Good morning, eee..." Anders always felt awkward when addressing the Baron. Calling him by his name would be too familiar, calling him father would be too awkward, given his strictness and a certain distance, and calling him Baron would be too polite, as if they didn't live under the same roof for several years. Therefore, he tried not to call him anything - well, eee, good morning in general! Are you training early? I actually wanted to ask you for help; I, eee, to be honest - he lowered his voice - still don't know how to properly fasten my light armor.
Spending 1 skill point to learn.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?