Fighting dirty.

As soon as John had the sword in hand and walked into the circle, he noticed the difference. His previous skills only allowed him to hit a bit stronger or receive a bit less damage. This fighting style technique was a whole other thing.

He knew now how to move and place himself in a fencing stance. He swiped the practice sword in the air in front of him to try it out and it felt like an extension of his arm. The moves he made with it were elaborate and precise. The skill combined with his naturally high Agility score had turned him if not into a master then at least into a competent swordsman.

His introspective observations were cut short when he received a blow of Moira's training sword in the belly, making him fold in half and nearly lose his own weapon.

He was surprised to see that such a blow only made him lose a single hp. He understood then what she had said about these practice weapons. You were not injured but you were feeling like you were. A good idea to train people to avoid getting hit.

"Ready to begin? Your enemies won't wait for you to finish daydreaming," taunted Moira.

John put himself back in a fighting stance and realized that his skills could be combined. Just like he did during dodge ball, if he concentrated, Observe would allow him to see where her blow would hit, and with the new knowledge from his Kriegskraft skill, he could also see marked in red the weak points of her defense.

He managed to avoid the next blow, but it was a feint and the return of her blade hit him in the side of the head.

She was relentless in her assaults and he had little time to think about a strategy. Thankfully, because of the Gamer's body skill, he wasn't tired and pain faded really quickly. Someone normal would have ended up covered in bruises, but John's would fade as soon as he would recover his hp.

John had an idea. His mana bar was full and Moira had confirmed that she could not detect spells that had no visual effects. He could distract her in a way that could have a normal explanation considering her condition. Between two of her blows, he used Arouse on her, hoping it would at least make her lose enough concentration for him to strike back.

He had to use it two more times to see any effect; he knew her sweating and panting was not due to the training. Finally he began to parry and dodge more and more of her blows.

Until finally he managed to hit back and strike her torso. He was surprised to see it having no effect and even wondered if his own weapon had the same effect as hers.

"You have some technique, but you are not in this fight. The Golden Rose is protecting me; at your level of strength and with a training weapon, there is no risk of you hurting me. So you must hit like you mean it, attack me with intent or you will always lose. From your first hit I could feel that you were holding your strike," she scolded him.

"That's easy for you to say. I never had to fight before yesterday and hitting a blob or a person isn't the same. And I don't want to harm you, so even if I know it won't, it is hard to remember it during the fight. Besides that, I am only able to use a weapon I never fought with and can't use my magic, while you use your specialty," he replied.

"Throw one of your attack spells at that dummy," she ordered him.

John used Magic Bolt on the dummy she designated. It cause very little damage, but he knew from trying his blade how sturdy they were built.

"Is that your max?" she asked.

"It can sometimes be a critical hit that is twice as powerful as that, but yeah, I haven't had time to train this a lot yet. And this is the only attack spell I have so far," he explained.

"I can withstand something like that easily. You can use it, it will be a more balanced match and it will allow me to train at fighting spell casters," she said.

"If you're sure it's OK, then cool," he replied.

Seeing her barely notice the blow of his practice sword had already settled his mind. His mana bolts were kinda weak for now, she had a ton of hp compared to him, her blessing protected her, and as a sort of paladin she probably had healing spells. He felt confident enough to fight his best without risking causing permanent injury.

The duel started anew, but this time the gloves were off on his part. He was shooting Magic Bolts at her or using Move to deflect blows he couldn't parry. She was extremely good and managed to parry his projectiles with her training sword like she was playing tennis. Thankfully they exploded on contact or she would probably have sent them back to him.

He spared the mana to give her another hit of Arouse, amazed by her resilience. His mother was ready to jump his bones after two, but four hits were just making her sweat a little.

This proved enough of a distraction as his next two Magic Bolts hit her right in the chest, tearing apart her sports bra and leaving her wearing only her chastity belt. He could see that her nipples were very erect and he could have sworn that he heard a slight moan when the magic projectile hit her breasts. He had just reached lvl5 with Magic Bolt, making it a bit cheaper and more powerful.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" she screamed at him.

"You said you could withstand it! I'm only following your instructions," he said.

"I guess I forgot that my blessing only protected my body. It is a good way to learn, having your sensible bits not protected. It makes you really focused on your defense. Perhaps you should do it too so that neither of us has any clothes," she proposed.

John couldn't believe she just said that. He had been glad to have his only piece of armor to protect his balls but noticed that even with that Moira never hit under the belt.

"How would that be fair? You are wearing the belt and it protects exactly the same area as my only piece of armor," he told her.

"Well, it is not like I can remove mine and you have to be ready to fight in uncomfortable situations," she argued. John was seeing through her game and guessed that it had a lot more to do with how excited she was than a special training.

"We can do that, but I'll need 5 minutes to rest and regain mana first," he told her.

Moira began chanting something he didn't understand.

Gained blessing: Calming Thought.
+30% mp regen for 5 minutes.

"Five minutes!" she told him.

John sat down, legs crossed, and used Meditation. He could feel it coming back very quickly. Somehow even without the blessing he regained mana a bit faster here, maybe a special property of this training ground.

He usually used it longer but he was surprised to see a pop-up.

Replace Magic bolt lvl5 with Magic Projectile lvl1?
Magic Projectile lvl1, 10mp 90ft range.
Cast 1+skill lvl projectiles on the target for 10 + (skill lvl x2 ) dmg each. These projectiles will follow the target and can't be dodged, and they will explode upon impact.
YES NO

Of course he accepted, this new spell was a lot better than the previous one.

He got back on his feet and removed his boxers by hand rather than unequipping them. Still he stashed them in his inventory afterwards rather than putting them on the ground. Moira stood speechless when she saw what was between his legs. It was nearly twice as big as it had been yesterday when she saw it and stood proudly erect with his ball dangling under it.

"What is that? " she asked nearly **** herself with surprise.

"A penis? Dick, cock, wiener... Do you want me to put my underwear back on?" he replied.

"No, no... It's just that it looks a lot bigger than the last time," she said.

"It does that sometimes, when you're cold or afraid it shrinks a lot and I was scared shitless yesterday," he told her. It was an obvious lie, but she seemed very ignorant of everything related to sex. Her parents probably thought the best way to help her remain a virgin would be to never let her learn much about sex.

The fight started again, and it was really strange for John to fight with his dick and balls swinging around. But as much as it was a distraction to him, it was worse for Moira.

She couldn't take her eyes of his cock and it distracted her so much that she had more and more openings. He managed to hit her with the practice sword, but even hitting as hard as he could, she was barely feeling it. His Magic Projectiles had more of an effect though, exploding on her nipples each time he used it. He told Moira that attack spells targeted the enemy's torso when she asked why he was always hitting her tits. But strangely she had stopped blocking his spells with her blade, even if he knew she was able to do so.

After he used Arouse one last time, she was the one asking for a break to take her breath back.

She sat in the grass just outside the dirt circle they trained in. John got a bottle of water out of his inventory and offered it to her, making sure that his erect dick was only inches away from her face.

"Thank you, John. I don't know what is happening. I'm not used to wearing this belt so long and last night I wasn't able to... Well it's a bit embarrassing, but when I use my power, it kind of turns me on. I can't have a boyfriend, so I take care of it myself. I don't know how I will be able to continue if I can't get any release between missions and training," she explained.

John had not taken this into account. He had piled stacks of Arouse on her thinking she was a frigid virgin totally uninterested in sex. In fact she was turned on by her own powers before he even started and was just hiding it very well.

John wasn't able to ignore this opportunity. He wasn't ready to have intercourse with her, robbing her of her power and making her pregnant, but there could be a way to have some fun anyway.

"You know, I might have a way to help you with that. One of my skills might be able to unlock this," he told her.

"Really? I'll really owe you if you could do that..." she said. John surely had a few ways in mind of how she could repay him.