Today, a rare sight is seen from where Eris usually trains.
Eris swings her blade even more ferociously than usual, with a red face partly in embarrassment and anger.
The events of last night still vivid on her mind.
The feeling of Ollie's ears and tail, the softest she has ever touched.
Then the feeling of Ollie's hands on her bare breasts, on her crotch…
She suppresses a shudder as she aggressively swings her sword down again.
Grrrr, that damn too handsome for himself cat boy.
She will definitely put him in his place.
Eris will also not admit that she now feels lighter on her shoulders. She had been tensed ever since she set foot on this land, and now she feels just a bit lighter, j-just a bit.
Is this the power of being rewarded?
She remembers Ollie's tongue on her breasts, his sultry whispers on her ear, his big—
Her sword swings down again.
'Stop that Eris, you are here for training aren't you?'
She swings her blade—
"Yo, Eris!"
—right in the direction of the voice.
"Oi! Are you trying to kill me?" He shouts. "Even after our tryst last night?"
She blushes a storm at that.
"Sh-shut up! Death is too good for you." She yells striking at him repeatedly even as he parries easily.
Since Eris met Ollie she has not known peace, he is always taunting her, prodding at her buttons.
That is not the only button that Oliver has prodded.
Then he brings her meals, and then helps her get stronger.
A-and then t-touch all over her b-body.
Just what is this boy's deal?
Blades clang against each other.
Eris doesn't know what to do about how she feels, she can't get Ollie out of her head, and it's frustrating her.
She swings from the side.
He crouches.
She follows with a kick to the mid section.
He flips backwards.
She is already on him again, swinging down, he blocks the strike holding his sword on both ends. The still sheathed sword.
She kicks at his knee, but he raises his left leg to meets hers, cushioning the hit.
"Eris, you are very cute, aren't you?"
She blushes and swings at him again.
"Don't make me laugh you bastard!"
Grrr, if he won't take her seriously, then:
"[Rapidius Fio]" she utters the word that fills her with power. It would last for about 10 minutes due to her mana capacity not being big but it's enough.
"Ehh! You are serious… alright then." he finally unsheathe his sword.
She meets him in an instant, but he reacts just as fast, their blades clash against each other, battling for supremacy.
Eris is aware she can't beat Ollie with Sword God Style alone, so she has to think up strategies on the fly, as she always has to do when fighting him.
They step back from each other and meet in the middle again, as Eris brandishes the other blade she always keeps on her person, hoping to catch him off guard.
Ollie parries the blade with his sheathe while keeping her main weapon occupied with his sword.
"As expected of you Eris, you know how to keep me on my toes." He smirks at her.
"The same goes for you, I suppose!" She pushes herself away from him.
The dance they perform almost seemed elaborate, Eris parries all of his attacks as he does hers as well.
They move fast around the area, faster than the eye can follow, striking at weak points with nimble movements.
Eris had started this fight with the intention of defeating Oliver.
But now?
She finds herself grinning.
Oliver is grinning as well.
Right now, in this moment, Eris doesn't think about getting stronger, she doesn't think about defeating Oliver, she doesn't think about her weakness.
She simply wants to enjoy this fight with the opponent in front of her.
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"Ahhh… ahhhh… ahhhh"
Eris pants, lying on the snow covered ground.
She would admit that, that was very refreshing. She doesn't remember the last time she simply just let herself enjoy a fight.
She had always been training with a goal in mind that she had forgotten to enjoy the swing of her blade.
She raises a fist to the sky, looking at it.
"You look happy, Eris." Her nemesis says, standing over her and not looking the slightest bit exhausted.
"Unnn, I guess I am! I enjoyed the fight."
"Is that so, I'm glad then."
She looks at him, frowning a bit.
There he goes again, being considerate. Eris knows she's the one that initiated the fight but she feels like Ollie had intended to lead it to this outcome in the first place.
"Hey Ollie?"
"Hmm?"
"Did you know? My dream is to defeat Orsted, The Dragon God, Orsted… I need to be stronger in order to do that, and for that I would do anything. I hate being weak. I don't like being helpless. That is why I fight, that is why I train. That is why I won't rest. I have to, no. I need to become stronger. And somehow I can tell…"
She stands up to her feet looking straight in the eyes at Oliver.
"That I need you in order to become stronger. So…" She starts to squirm and then bow her head.
"Help me!"
"Sure, I will" he replies without delay.
"Of course, I would do anything to re— wait you will?!"
"Hold on! Go back to what you were just about to say."
She blushes looking sideways.
"I'll do anything to repay you." She whispers so small that one would have to strain their ears to hear it properly but Oliver hears it clearly anyways.
Thump.
Oliver can almost hear his heartbeat.
Those are the words… men have gone to war for those very words.
He breaths in.
"LET'S FUCKING GO!!!!!!"
"Eh! Are you that happy to help me?"
"Oh Eris, my sweet Eris…" he walks to her saying such and resting his hand on her head.
The sensation brings her thoughts once again to last night as she blushes again.
"Alright. Since I'm a Sword king now, our first order of business is… the Demon continent."
What?
Ollie is a Sword King?
Since when? Wasn't he supposed to be a Saint…
Wait.
"What do you mean demon continent?!!"
Eris yells even as Ollie immediately picks her in a bridal carry and hops soaring into the sky and zooming off.
The last thing heard is.
"You idioooooottttt!!!!!!"