Kiltering Mayhem

Jogging through the city streets after being "abandoned" by my fellow companions who traveled to this City with me; I can't help but notice how many ads there are for accommodation sites, whether be apartments, houses for rent, guest houses, hostels or even Fraternities near some Academies.

{Sheesh!, The prices are kind of high!}

Ranging approximately from 30 thousand ounces per month up to 2.8 million ounces per year of stay, this is an amount of money that seems way too excessive to me.

{The compensation for my military service is 1.6 millions of ounces plus a weekly payment of 1,850 distributed each "Neo" (Like Monday) of every week for the rest of my life; I suppose is the only real "Benefit" of qualify as a "Veteran Soldier"}

My stroll is interrupted as i observe a place with a rent that is more adequate for students.

{In The Kcrwlmndth Federation is possible to live a Really Good Single Life with 15,000 Ounces at year, and if you want to give a good life to your wife or husband, 37,500 ounces is the income you must have annually, otherwise you are braking the law}

Approaching the building i give another look to the poster in the wall.

"Room for four people 625 ounces per week"

"Room for two people 1,325 ounces per week"

"Single room 2,700 ounces per week"

"Does not include meals"

"800 ounces per week for breakfast and dinner"

"Only cash is accepted (No Biometric)"

{Sounds good enough for me}

After ringing the bell, I only wait for a couple of seconds before the door is opened by a beautiful mature woman with platinum hair, as light as coffee with too much milk in it.

—Good afternoon, What can i do for you?.

Her polite greeting is quite tender, taking me a second to react after being smitten by her allure.

—Good afternoon to you too Ma'am, I saw the poster, and I would like to inquire if there are still rooms available for rent.

—Yes, i have two rooms, but they are individual, is that acceptable.

{So she is the Landlady, good to know}

—It is, Can i see the installations first Ma'am?.

—Of course…

My future Landlady allows me the entry to her property, showing me around as we make our way to my new room.

Is impossible for me to take my sight out of her silhouette, a motherly frame with toned legs, tight buttocks and large breasts, the dream woman of any married man.

Upon entering the room, it is easy to see how well cared are the furnitures, as the exceptional cleanliness they exhibit.

—I like it already!.

Reaching for my wallet, I quickly check how much I have in it.

{5,450 ounce, even if i pay for the meals is 17,500 ounces per month, so 175k per year}

—How long is going to be your stay?.

—Probably my entire academic career, but for now, I would like to be here for a year at least, is it acceptable if I pay for a week right now and the rest after I go to the bank?.

—It is, Why don't you leave your belongings for now while I redact the contract?.

—In that case, I'll go to the bank right now.

The landlady's kind smile is captivating, because of it, I almost forget my self imposed mission.

Leaving the Guest House, i go to the closest ATM that I notice before, since I know how far away it is, I decide to continue through the park i saw earlier.

{I don't think it would be appropriate to call it park, it looks more like a nature reserve, that or is blatantly a forest}

After withdrawing 220,000 ounces from my bank account, I return along the path I took before, easily noticing that I am being followed by a hooded figure.

{Is there really someone trying to rob me?, This has to be a really bad joke!}

Stopping in the middle of the forest, I call out to my pursuer, who reveals himself by removing his hood.

My mind short-circuits for a moment, a woman with four and a half meters of height is the one following me.

{Something is really wrong with me, First I didn't detect Carmorac and Citronella when they arrive to the cabinet train, which is understandable, their Zöhår is clearly superior to mine; But not being able to differentiate between a man and a woman, Shame on you Trektör!, really, you are truly an embarrassment for the Kcrwlmndth Federation!}

The woman has intense emerald green eyes and short dull chocolate colored hair; Her majestic apparency is highlighted by how fit she is, which is even more impressive due to her size.

—I demand a duel against you, and I want that you leave this city after your defeat.

She says, brimming with conviction and fierce passion that maybe is contained anger.

—Why?, I don't know you.

—Do not pretend that you don't know why I demand this duel, so don't be a coward and face me.

{I really don't know why she wants to "Duel me", but the last person who called me coward lost his jaw after my first punch, along with his brain and life}

—Is a "Duel", Right Gorgeous?, What do i get after beating you up?.

My patronizing tone spikes her anger more, which makes her fall silent.

—See, You have nothing valuable to offer me, So I'll let your insolence pass…

—One order.

—That is supposed to mean something?.

—Precisely what it means, you can give me an order of your choice, or ask me for a favor that cannot be refused by me.

{Sounds… , acceptable}

—What are the delimitations of this "Duel"?.

—We employ our bodies basic capabilities, [Vyåhö Armor] and [Zöhår Membrane] are allowed too, no energy, elemental, ethereal or Zöhår attacks of any kind, even if they are within your body.

{Understandable…}

"—I don't want to kill you by accident", her murmur is heard by me, but rather than being the gloating attitude of a self-centered person, she sounds way too conscious about her own prowess.

—Is that all?, How do we determine the winner.

She responds hastily.

—If you manage to immobilize me, you win, if not, you have to comply and leave the city…

—Let's change it a bit, if you manage to hit me ten times, and obviously injure me in at least three occasions, i give you the win, and accept my lost… , but you are not going to win, so i expect the same willingness of your part in my reward.

—That is a given, "If you win"…

{Jajaja, I don't remember the last time someone stood up to me, but its pumping my blood like a crazy junky}.

—Then let's make this even better for me and way easier for you, i am going to fight you on the equivalent prowess you have, so the more you do against me, the more complex the fight you are going to deal with…

—Then let's not waste any more time.

Grinning maliciously towards the woman makes her frown with displeasure, she didn't like how much i am disregarding her, but a fist fight is something that i can't lose, even if i truly try to do so.

She [Blink] at me, appearing almost in front of me, launching a straight left punch to my face

I evade tilting my head to the right, as i move my body in the same direction, crashing my left knee against the center of her unprotected stomach, then i rapidly follow up with a right punch towards the left side of her ribs.

Lowering my body I evade her attempt to hit me with her left elbow, in my ducking motion i lower my right hand, hooking her left knee against me, punching the side with my left hand.

Right afterwards, my left elbow goes upwards, delivering a clean uppercut to the chin of the woman.

The impact forces her to leave the ground for a second, moment in which i launch a kick straight to her stomach, sending her several meters away from me, finally landing with her back against the earthy soil of the ground.

—That was a good move, almost caught me out off guard, I could have require to use "Quelizt" from my part if it was a real "KODS" (Kill Or Die Situation/Scenario), but you don't have it, so i am not going to utilize it, that would be unfair.

Standing up she looks at me with bewilderment, like if she understood something, still, is evident she truly is impressed by me —Your technique is Outstanding…

—To bad for you, because that was just a self reflex.

I speak without lies, but she didn't believe me, because she rolls her eyes annoyed.

—I was complementing you…

—And i appreciate that, but i was being honest, as always, A Rich Man that i met once outside the Orphanage told me this, "Lies are the weapon of the weak, those who are strong like us, can annihilate their opponents with nothing more than our naked bodies", I believe in this creed since that moment, and it has never failed me… , You still want to continue this "Fight"?.

She try to understand if i am mocking her or being truthful with my words.

But she adopts a guarding posture saying with unwavering conviction "—Come and get me…"

{Who am I to refuse such a generous offer?}

This time I [Blink] towards her like she did earlier, appearing close, punching her stomach below her arms with my left hand, immediately I send my right elbow to the side of her guard, lowering her arms enough for me to launch a whip left punch with the momentum of my rotating motion, impacting her face, falling again on the ground, but this time she does it on her right side.