Maybe I shouldn't be so harsh about Victor, considering his past... I should be more careful.
Gullveig leads the guest to the estate, showing him the exterior and then the interior.
-- As I said, Baron Gungnir is our local benefactor, and many children, including myself, owe him a debt. Thanks to him, we have shelter, food, and education. Oh, and jobs too! Here's the bulletin board, see? Sometimes the baron asks for something, sometimes the townspeople, and we get paid for it.
-- In that wing are the rooms for the wards, each with their own private space.
-- And here are the training halls... -- Gullveig glanced inside, but didn't go in, seeing how crowded it was... And what are they doing, magic? No, better not go in there. But Gungnir was there.
-- Oh, and by the way! Sir... Baron, could I interrupt you for a moment? We have a guest from the Order in Baldr.
The girl didn't invite the guest inside the halls, saying that classes were in full swing. In general, it was surprising to see even those who had always specialized in melee combat in such training sessions, and even Ilvu, who preferred not to fight. Maybe Vegi should learn something here too? Perhaps it would be good... But maybe after the tour.
— I hope your stay in Baldr will be fruitful, Theodahad.
— I hope so too, sir, I hope so too...