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Gulveig certainly didn't expect any training sessions today, especially considering that the teacher was unable to even conduct the tour just a few hours earlier. -- Would it be too much trouble? Perhaps it would be better to wait? If the teacher insists, then, of course, she agrees, but she carefully monitors his health. At the slightest sign that he is uncomfortable, she asks him to take a break and postpone the training session.

– I wasn't planning on wielding a sword, but rather observing and explaining with words. You will be the one exhibiting physical activity.

Gullveig nodded seriously and prepared to follow the instructions.

Gullveig studies the blessing and improves healing.

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— Let's start by seeing what you're made of. — Hans grabs his sword and invites Anselm to attack him.

I hope not at my expense...

Anselm draws his sword and attacks.

Hans skips his turn. Anselm attacks Hans. Hans takes 72 damage (293/365). Hans attacks Anselm. Miss. Hans attacks Anselm. Anselm takes 0 damage. Anselm attacks Hans. Miss. Hans attacks Anselm. Anselm takes 170 damage.

After training and a warm farewell to her teacher (after all, the progress in such a short time was simply incredible!), Gulveig walked back towards the center of Baldr. Standing in the square, she faced a difficult choice. Perhaps her training with Aunt Emilia wasn't over yet? She still had some energy left, and it would be great to learn something else along those lines... Magic to become even stronger? To distract enemies? To attract or hinder their movement, so they couldn't harm her allies? But...
Oh, Mother, never mind.
Gulveig headed towards the pond where she had last seen Yua.

The girls were still there.

- So, how was it? - Anselm asked, adjusting his pants sheathing his sword.

— Not bad. We have some impressive young talents these days, first Kalentia, and now you. So, how about it? Want to practice with me?

The girls were still there.

-- Hello, Yua, hello, Eznir.
"Yeah, they're playing, but neither of them seems too happy about it."
-- Did anything happen to you?

“We’re playing ‘target practice’,” Eznir replied, “I suppose I could let you join us.”

– Oh, this is new to me. I would be honored to learn the rules, – Gulveig played along, secretly hoping that Eznir wasn't throwing nuts at Yua or something like that.

— The rules are simple: I cast spells, and you dodge them.

"What? What are they doing to this girl in the city that she keeps coming to Baldr with increasingly crazy ideas?"
-- You and Yua haven't been doing anything like that, have you? -- Gulveig folded her arms across her chest.