It struck Juno as strange that even with double speed, she could not win the battle - the slave was inferior to her, with such a disadvantage, it was simply impossible to keep on fighting and resisting! Why… Why are his movements are so unpredictable... How come? Why can't she hit his soft, unprotected flesh?! She could not believe that his movements were so perfect! The mongrel slave can't be gifted in fighting! Soon the girl focused her mind only on the duel.

The fierce battle had its advantages. Each of her blows that reached the slave-master spread in waves of ecstasy through her body, and when he was writhing in pain, her old life seemed to get back on track, and her envy disappeared. But a couple of seconds later, the world was losing its colors again, and the realization that she'd been enslaved hit like a shock wave. Her desire to fight in the battle more skillfully, become stronger than the enemy, was an excellent motivation and gave the girl courage - it was unacceptable that a dirty beggar looked down on her.

Although Juno was only 13 years old, Kyon couldn't care less - she mature enough for him. He should have asked himself a question - "Are you nuts to have an interest in a child?!". But he avoided that question because the girl was dazzlingly beautiful and feminine beyond her age. Moreover, her mental age clearly exceeded the "girl" framework. And, perhaps most importantly, she was biologically ready for fertilization, since she'd already had her period. Nothing else ever bothered him - the norms of society, morality, and laws had never made any sense to him as long as he felt the call of nature.

During the fierce battle, the guy got a lot of bruises and contusions, although he always managed to dampen the most of the strike force with pure force: about two-thirds.

Kyon thought that if he'd mastered the baseline of the elements earlier, before meeting Juno at the hot spring, he'd have survived in the mansion, he'd have been able to withstand the beatings of the demoness, and he'd have recovered with the help of Synergy much faster than getting injured. His only trouble would be finding food...

The balance of power between Juno and Kyon was far from equal. He moved a little faster than he did in the past, counterattacked and got far fewer injuries. The girl was afraid of pain and did not want to lose to her enemy, she was careful, and it played right into the guy hand. Like a graceful cat fighting a poisonous snake, she tried to evade and attack herself. It was quite a show.

Each time she hit her enemy, Juno let out a whoop of joy, and the look on her face changed to happy delight. But as she was hot hard, she frowned and was about to whine in pain. Anyone would want to pity her, to be forgiven by the heaven once and for all.

Kyon kept trying to create his own technique of movement and struggled to focus on the battle. He found that infusing energy in a certain way into the muscles makes them contract way faster. However, he just had a thought that even if he worked more on those ideas, his technique would rise over the "C" rank, so he had to continue the experiments, as he was missing out a lot. A complete a.n.a.lysis of all the neurons in the "baseline of pure force" is excellent for creating an effective technique. For most masters, one minute of such study was equal to years of hard and diligent work, and one can only imagine how difficult it is to create one's own technique of movement.

At some point, the guy realized that his energy was over, (here it is, the consequence of unreasonable waste of his own forces), while the girl was full of strength and determination.

{Well, I will humiliate the fool another time.} - Kyon thought with annoyance, although he pa.s.sionately wanted to beat her in an "honest" way.

Juno noticed that the slave was exhausted and stopped using the element. Now he was like a cornered child for her, he was in her power! Her ego rejoiced: "I am no mediocrity! He lied!" A sweet victorious smile appeared on the girl's face, but the guy suddenly stretched out his hand and said:

«Please, let's stop the fight.»

She froze. A moment of disappointment instantly gave way to the triumph of victory. «Ha! Well, who's the dummy here?! You've lost, admit it! I see that you have no more strength! Why try to keep your pride, unceremoniously stopping the fight?! Or you do have no self-esteem? Sure... How could a pitiful slave get it? You will never have so much energy as I do because you are just a slave.» She brilliantly smiled at her triumph.

A wry smile slid across Kyon's face. «Have I ever tried to hide my defeat? And how does it change the fact that you are nothing but mediocrity?» He really wanted to humiliate the arrogant girl.

Juno looked arrogantly at the loser slave, her arms folded. «All you can do is keep saying how weak I am. Let's be honest - you lost like an pathetic old dog!»

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Kyon looked at her like she was a crazy fool. «You've almost lost to the enemy, whose development is two ranks lower than yours, and who is twice as slow as you are. Are you brave or crazy to say that you are no mediocrity after that? When I learn even the most lousy, simplest technique of movements, you will be beaten fair and square.» He was obsessed with that thought.

It hit Juno like a bucket of cold water: she stopped dead, opened her mouth in surprise. How stupid she was! She convinced herself that victory over him would get her all lost dignity back, but in fact, he was right! It took such sweat to defeat him! What a shame… Her sweet, childishly naive face blushed, joy gave way to indignation, anger was replaced with confidence. «So what?! I beat you, and that's what matters! I humiliated you! You are weak and pathetic!»

When she finished, she headed for the exit, pleased with herself. Let the slave choke on his own saliva from indignation, the main thing is that she defeated him.

«I did not allow you to leave the ground.» - Kyon said coldly.

Juno turned around, pursing her lips. Her body shuddered at the mere glance at the insolent face, who dared to command her. She was out of her element again. It didn't fit a n.o.ble lady to obey orders. Even her grandfather asks her politely, and guys like Yegorka beg her to do something she isn't comfortable with, but a slave... She will never accept it.

The girl did her best to keep her expression blank, sat down on a bench, and said, her legs crossed:

«What do you want from me, loser?»

These words could hurt anyone, but not Kyon. He was completely indifferent to Juno's insult.

«Miserable slave, I did not give you permission to sit on my bench! You soiled it! I order you to hit yourself in the chest three times and call the servants to clean the dirty bench!» - he said in a piercing almost screaming voice, paying Juno back in her own coin.

Her eyes widened. «No… You can't…» Her body had already stood up against her own will, her hand no longer belonged to her, she struck herself three times in the chest and, with a wry face, she touched the formation on her wrist to call the servants.

It was like a breath of fresh air for Kyon to know that she was hurt, that despair reigned in her soul. Hatred was slowly growing inside, confirming that she'd never break down and was ready to stand up to him. On the other hand, were the girl afraid of him, he'd lose all interest in her, and would not hesitate to use her fear anytime and anywhere.

After the servants left, the guy sat down, regally spread his legs and stretched his hand in front of her. «I order you to kneel down, kiss my hand and apologize for your wrongdoing.»

Shock and horror were reflected on the girl's pale face, she couldn't believe her ears. «No…» But a second later, no longer controlling herself, she fell on her bare knees and kissed Kyon's hand: «Master, forgive the talentless fool for her misbehavior…»

Kyon sighed wearily from her stupidity and looked down on her with disdain. «Dirty trash, never again dare to soil the place where I sit!»

Juno nearly fainted. Her head was spinning, her ears were ringing, she was dizzy. {It can't be... He said that... To me...} - the world turned upside down. She just wanted to die, but first, she needed to kill the d.i.c.khead, tear him apart, take a bath in his blood. Do all slaves feel this? No way. The higher they rise, the harder they fall.

As for the guy, he felt at peace. Everything fell into its rightful place. The lovely emerald eyes of the pretty girl looked up at him with despair, disgust, and anger. He wanted to kiss her just to make her spit blood with anger. Indeed, he hated her very much, but the fact that she was beautiful and sweet transformed his hate into something more disgusting. He didn't want only to beat her, but also to dominate her in all possible ways. But it was too mundane and cra.s.s for his main goal, that's why it was time to move on.

The masters had long given Laurel a taste for inaccessible heights. Their attempt to prepare a person for becoming a G.o.d was crowned with success. The principle of "paying debts," a clear understanding of good and evil, as well as an understanding of justice (individual for everyone) and humanity, allowed him to get everything he needed to a sufficient measure.

At the moment, his character and ambitions demanded to set new goals, plans, and priorities that could help him achieve the desired heights. His motivation was understood as peace and degradation were tortures for him while movement and self-development were the source of life and pure joy.

As far as he understood the world, he couldn't get the strength only by talent, which he had enough, he also needed resources. If he wanted to raise his limit of development, he needed a good foundation, that is, a unique body. And a good nurtured body required considerable resources. To boost the speed of development he needed high-quality medicinal of accelerating cycles, breakthroughs and "enzymes," which accelerated the development of the body, and therefore the soul. He also needed to be in places dense with energy, like the estate of the Stones. To improve the quality of force, and in order to defeat opponents of higher rank he needed expensive enchanted weapons, powerful, incredible techniques, top categories of elements, a developed unique body, tons of powerful a.s.sisting, attacking and defensive items, or rather formations. All that had one thing in common... {I need a lot of resources!} - there is no doubt that it required a high position in the family, in the kingdom, in the empire, in the world! He set himself the main goal - to achieve the legitimate power of the Stones. It was the first step.

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(author's comment: 1 year in this world is equal to 1.3 years in ours)