Soon the last piece of armor came off and he stretched his shoulders.
"Okay… armor's off."
Lyra nodded.
Then she said something that made him freeze.
"Now remove your top."
Arthur stared at her.
"…My what?"
"Your top clothing."
Arthur didn't move.
For a moment his brain stopped working.
Did I hear that right?
He glanced around the training hall. It was empty. Just the two of them standing in the center of a wide stone floor.
Then he looked back at her.
The commander stood calmly with her arms crossed as if she had just asked him to pick up a sword.
Arthur's thoughts went wild.
Is this… still training?
His expression clearly betrayed the conflict in his head.
Lyra watched him for a second.
Then she laughed softly.
It wasn't a mocking laugh. More like she had already guessed what he was thinking.
"You look like your brain stopped working."
Arthur rubbed his temple.
"Well… can you blame me?"
Lyra shook her head.
"Relax. This is still part of the training."
