Part 509: Frederick B

Tharja! A word, if you please?

I don't, actually.

Why did you not keep our appointment at the training ground?

We had an appointment?

Don't play the fool with me! *sniff* I waited the entire day and most of the evening hoping you would show! That training ground is chilly at night, and I seem to have caught a cold. *sniff*

Oh? I thought you'd be far too healthy to catch a cold.

Erm, well...

Tsk, don't feel bad. Cursed colds are harder on everyone.

What?! You deliberately gave me a cold?!

Hee. You seem angry.

A-angry? OF COURSE I'm angry!

Well, you should be. I'm very wicked. If I were you, I'd avoid me completely.

You know why you did this, don't you? Weak physical conditioning! Your unsound body has resulted in a most unsound mind!

I don't like where this is going...

AAAAAACHOOOOOOOOO!

...Ah, better. My cold has gone. I'm so fit, one good sneeze gets rid of all my symptoms.

Er, that makes no sense.

Now that I am recovered, we shall continue your training. Here, tomorrow. At dawn.

And this time, you WILL come. Do I make myself clear?

Yes, we'll see about that. Hmm... I lied about the curse, but even so, how did he shake a cold so quickly? Heh... Maybe next time I WILL case a hex...