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— What do you think, Elliot? You're a good shot. Don't you want to spend some money and take a chance? — Waylis asked. — Although... — the guy suddenly paused, then his eyes widened, and he led his friends aside. — We need to invite some girls here on a date! We can entertain and scare them here, and then maybe even win a gift for them. It will be twice as expensive, but almost anyone will definitely like it. What do you think, guys?
Layla didn't push the issue. It seemed that the comments she had made had genuinely upset Ixora. Perhaps the tael'man's words might have seemed too harsh, but her neighbor's willingness to risk her life for no reason, as if in a futile hope of finding a "shortcut" to success, could only be described as utter foolishness. Someone had to tell her that, before she messed things up. Maybe this would make her think, and realize that such words were also motivated by concern for her. It was strange – based on her previous behavior, Layla had expected the ingridi to adhere to the rules more strictly, much more strictly than herself, rather than engaging in such short-sighted schemes. But no, despite the words about respecting others' paths, these "rules of decency" did not apply to her, even though NAILS had taken her in. Not all principles are equally rigid, it turned out. The instinct for self-preservation was also foreign to her. And who knows what other interesting ideas might come to her bright mind. Indeed, the saying about still waters running deep proved to be true.
- What do you think, Elliot? You're a good marksman. Don't you want to spend some money and take a chance? - Waylis asked. - Although... - the guy suddenly paused, then his eyes widened, and he led his friends aside. - We need to invite some girls here on a date! We can entertain and scare them here, and then maybe even win a gift for them. It will be twice as expensive, but almost anyone will like it. What do you think, guys?
- I need to think about that. There is, of course, one most likely candidate, but first, I need to try to find out how she feels about me, and only then act. I don't want to knock on a closed door; it should at least be slightly ajar, - explained Vail. - So, this is not a matter for tomorrow. Maybe next week, or better yet, in two weeks or so. That's when the scholarship will arrive.
— In one book that I recently started reading, it says that the most important thing in this matter is the number of attempts, so I will keep trying until I succeed. And I will start with... Mana, probably, because I think she is the most attractive.
— In one book that I recently started reading, it says that the key to success in this matter is the number of attempts, so I will keep trying until I succeed. And I will start with... Mana, I think she is the most attractive.
— Yes, she is pretty, — agreed Vail. — But I noticed that I often prefer blondes. Although, of course, not always, after all, it is not just one specific detail that matters, but their combination... And what is the book, by the way? Is it in our library? I should go there sometime, I haven't been there yet.
does the cashier have a portrait? the guard didn't have one...
- Yes, she is pretty, - agreed Vail. - But I've noticed that I tend to like blondes more often. Although, of course, not always, it's not just one specific detail that matters, but their overall appearance... And what's that book, by the way? Do we have it in our library? I should go there sometime, I haven't been there yet.
Does the cashier have a portrait? The guard didn't have one...
— Oh, it's just a book about life with relationship advice.
The situation with Gideon made it clear that it wouldn't be easy for him to settle down in Sakuramoria. He didn't even say goodbye, but the fact that his potential neighbor fled from the room where he had lived for three months spoke for itself: Cysnemis disgusted him, or perhaps Gideon didn't even consider him a person.
"Heh, well, that's right, I'm an 'outsider'."
Smiling sadly at his own joke, he continued his walk through the park, looking for something interesting to spend his two free event points on. He also didn't find common ground with his classmates, and observing the attitude towards Aliduum, he decided not to even try. Gideon's defeat also greatly affected his mental state. Faced with the need to choose an opponent, he wanted to vent his frustration on one of the objects of his displeasure, but in the end, he only ended up with bruises and embarrassment. Maybe he should have gone home? That was silly – a war could break out there any day, and he could easily be enslaved.
His walk through the park was interrupted when Cysnemis heard familiar voices. He hadn't spoken to them yet, but he remembered them well from their joint lectures. Ixora and Leila were talking about something very seriously, and, creeping closer, he eavesdropped on their conversation, and then an idea came to him. It was dangerous and, in some ways, absurd, but what else could he do? He decided to let a coin toss determine his fate, and soon, when Leila left, he appeared before the warrior.
"Are you looking for an opponent for a duel?" He bowed, simultaneously demonstrating natural grace, but also a lack of knowledge of the correct form of the gesture he had chosen. "I, Cysnemis from Eolia, can help you with that!"
"If you overheard our conversation..." Ixora pauses briefly and looks at the speaker with a condemning gaze. "Then you should understand what we're talking about. And you're not a warrior, so there's no point in fighting you, so go away and forget what you heard."
"Please... This... Ah! Please don't judge my life and intentions through your own prism of perception! It's not up to you to decide whether I'm a warrior or not! My life is my path!"
"... Fair enough." Ixora sighs heavily, inwardly scolding herself for doing the same thing she had just accused Leila of. "Well? So, you're challenging me to a duel!"
"Stop, stop!"
"What else?"
"I have my reasons, so I want to set one condition..." After receiving an affirmative nod in response, he continues. "If I defeat you, and if... well, if nothing happens to us, let's get married when we finish our studies at the academy?" "Just don't get me wrong! I'm not planning anything like that! But in your country, if you marry a local, you can also get citizenship, right? And I think that if we live together for a while, we might even develop a relationship. I'll prove that I'm not some dangerous or crazy creature, like Aliduum or Gideon think I am! I just want... I want to live a normal life, work normally, have a normal family, be understood, and..."
"I understand you." In response to Cysnemis's monologue, many things could have been said, but the young man's situation was obviously difficult, and after everything he had said, Ixora didn't feel she had the right to lecture him. "I'll ask you one question: are you sure you want this?"
"Yes!" In reality, this was a lie. He was afraid for his life, and he was afraid of accidentally taking someone else's life, but his male pride wouldn't allow him to back down. "Better yet, tell me... are you sure you agree to my conditions?"
"If I ask my opponent to wager their life, then how can I refuse their conditions?"
"... "
"Enough talk, if you're ready, let's begin, and may the gods judge us."
I'll count the fight tomorrow.