⚔️Serberia

You should be grateful that I'm preparing potions for the team, otherwise, another artist would have emerged... 😎

Although the training sessions were productive, the results were barely noticeable. Anselm suggested that he might already be quite resilient, so the changes weren't particularly impressive. The rest of the time, the young man spent teaching his parrot phrases like "Who's there?", after tapping on the wood, and also "Don't steal!", "Praise Arteria!", "Arteria loves you," and "Hello. How are you?". He also tried to teach the bird to pronounce the names of Anselm's siblings. The swordsman decided to name the bird Azi.

Ilva looked at the girl with admiration – how old was she? – and clapped her hands.
—That's simply wonderful! I couldn't have written it better myself, and without a single mistake. Well done! Now, who's next?

—Heh, never mind. — Ren waved it off with a smile. —To be honest, I was a little scared back then, after the battles were over. I don't read the news about our factions, just in case they decide to throw me in jail for violating some safety rules or something... That would be really unpleasant, wouldn't it?