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Having reached the square, Anselm pondered how to best allocate their free time and make the most of it. - First, we need to earn some money, - he began, raising his first finger. - Then, I want to try my hand at beach competitions. Since I took second place in Baldur, maybe I can do well here too. Thirdly, we should go to the theater and see what they can teach us. Martial arts? Perhaps. And we shouldn't forget about Hans, but it's best to leave that for later, - having finished his thoughts aloud, the young man turned to the girl. - And what else would you like to do? Maybe a beauty contest or something else?
— A-a-beauty contest? — Imelda blushed and stared at the floor. — W-well... If y-you want...