⚔️Serberia

— There’s something I can’t understand, — the student was in the process of absorbing new information, but she still occasionally allowed herself to be distracted by extraneous thoughts, — if you wanted to share your skills and knowledge with others, why did you do it this way? — What do you mean? — Giving vague hints about your visit, hiding in the mountains, refusing to accept new students at any other time? As I said, there are many people in Baldr who might be interested in all this, but you don’t seem willing to accept them on any other day. — There are several reasons for this. First, I don’t want to waste time on idlers. They wander around, look at everything, bother people, but they’re not really interested in anything; they just patrol the perimeter. Second, although finding me wasn’t an easy task, it still served as a good test of your preparation and perseverance. And third... Let’s just say I’m a very unpleasant person by nature and I don’t want to teach those who, instead of giving up everything and going in search of a mysterious master of a no less mysterious school, spend time on other, less important things. It was difficult to tell from Yan Dere’s manner and tone whether he was joking or not. — But I also went to the bookstore and participated in a swimming competition... — Consider yourself lucky that you made it here before the sun went down. Now, pay attention! — The mentor abruptly changed the subject and clapped his hands loudly. — Tell me what torments your soul the most! — What? Why? — To master these skills, you need to know yourself and overcome your weaknesses. — The man put on a serious expression. — I’m serious... Eir hesitated for a long time before answering the question, but she couldn’t resist the pressure of the persistent teacher. — I think what bothers me the most is the old man, Gungnir. For a very long time, a burning hatred for him has raged in my fiery heart, and this was one of my main life motivators... To defeat him with my own hands in a fair duel was the main goal of my life. — Do I understand correctly that something has changed in your attitude towards him? — It’s just... I’ve lived in Baldr for a very long time, and watching him all this time, I can’t see him as a bad person who deserves punishment. Everyone who knows Baron Baldr respects him very much; he does a lot for those who live on his land and tries very hard for his students, that is, us. — So what’s the problem then? — I’m afraid that in this way I’m betraying my family... — Eir bit her lip. — My father, whom Gungnir took away. — That’s a bit naive and even arrogant of you. — What do you mean?! — You’re reasoning from the position that you can already take revenge on Gungnir, but is that really the case? Honestly, I think that if he’s serious, he’ll wipe the floor with you and won’t even break a sweat. Or am I wrong? — Oh, you... I... — The girl wanted to say something, but she couldn’t come up with a single worthwhile thought, so she just gritted her teeth in annoyance. — See? There’s no point in worrying about this in your current position. First, surpass him, and then decide in what role you want to defeat him — as a warrior or as an executioner. By the way, although you’re far from being the most beautiful rose in this garden, some of your qualities are quite good. And then it dawned on her that while she was practicing with a saber, performing certain movements according to the teacher’s instructions, he had come up behind her and placed his hands on her own, supposedly to guide her movements. — W-w-w-what are you doing?! — The girl, red as a tomato, broke free from his improvised embrace and punched him in the stomach. To her surprise, her fist hit its target, and the man hunched over, gasping for air. However, she felt that he simply didn’t dodge for only one reason known to him. — The blow of a noble maiden is as devastating as the fall of a comet... — Yan Dere straightened up and evened out his breathing. — I’ll show you the fall of a comet! — Instead of blaming me, try to awaken the flame again. A couple of new curses later, Eir finally returns to training, and this time she manages to envelop her saber in a fiery flame. — See? Emotions are the key.