Iustus went on his walk, continuously thinking about a solution to his dream problem as he marched on, his encounter with Goya was a weird one, she had been painting exactly what he had dreamed of, althought it was looking exceptionally gruesome and unnecessarily detailed.
'Here I thought paintings were just something for nobles to have an image of their whole family in their living room...' he thought for a few moments.
The rest of his walk was quite uneventful, he walked by an area that seemed to be getting cut down and just made his way back to his room, once again, he failed to progress any further in his dream, although, paying more attention, he noticed something a bit off.
Even though he couldn't hear a word of what they were saying, he could hear the devil's roar at, that was definitely weird, at first he had assumed that they were simply no voices at all.
For even more days, this went on, everytime he would take a walk outside and exercise to fall asleep as fast as possible but no brilliant ideas were coming to him, he knew he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but still, there had to be a solution to this!
Resigned, he decided to go ask the weird man, whose name was apparently Ithelisemou.
It was a weird name to his ears, it didn't sound like anything he had been used to.
However, as he made his way for the manor-sized home, he decided to walk around for a bit, the man just unnerved him to no ends, he needed to clear his head a bit before going.
Walking by the area that was being cut down, he heard the sound of wood being chopped down, confirming what he had been thinking, curious he peeked at where the sound was coming from.
There he saw a young woman with a weird hair color.
Though, now that he thought about it, blue as a hair color wasn't so uncommon, Gregory had said that Lust had blue hair and Patience had apparently had blue hair.
She was swinging an axe at a tree relentlessly, it was getting absolutely decimated, though despite the brutal movements, she was just cutting it fairly cleanly.
About halfway through however, she just dropped the axe and started punching and kicking the tree until it fell over.
'I guess that's one way to do it...' he thought at the sight of this, he mustn't have been hiding very well because at some point she just turned around and sprinted toward him like some sort of beast from hell.
"Hey! You must be Iustus! How are you doing? Do you stare at girls as a hobby?" she bombarded him while hitting his shoulder, she must have been thinking he was made of stone because she was making his whole arm go numb.
"Hum, I was just wondering about something..." he coughed as he stepped away to save his arm from losing all sensations forever.
"Something huh? Tell me more little Iusty" he didn't like the expression on her face, even if he couldn't even begin to comprehend what it meant.
'Why does she look like she's going to rob me?!' he wondered while trying to get away but she just took one step everytime he did.
'She must be an inhabitant of this house, it's worth a shot' he thought as he started waving his hands around awkwardly.
"Would you happen to know how to avoid waking up from a dream?" he asked bluntly, looking at the girl's reaction but she just raised an eyebrow, somehow, even that made her look like a bully, her whole demeanor made him feel like she was going to punch him and steal his money.
She brought her hand to her chin and smiled cheekily, clearly, she knew the answer!
"I have no clue dude" she responded with the same expression as he just stared at her as if she stopped existing.
"What's the problem? You need to stay in a dream? Having some conversation with the ancestors of yore or something?" she asked.
"No, I keep having the same dream and wake up at the same moment everytime, but I am interested in what happens next" he responded, still livid from before.
"Come on, no need to so down, have you just tried not waking up?"
"Perhaps you keep waking up because you get scared or something, grow a pair and you will surely do better" she said, 'lightly' hitting his chest with her fist.
"Huh?" she repeated that action a few time with a thoughtful expression as Iustus woke from his stupor, wondering what the hell she was doing.
"I was told you were a warrior or something but man, your underdeveloped" she casually said, not a shred of sympathy coming from her.
"..."
"Like..." she then grabbed both his arms and just moved them around squeezed them, Iustus dazed from the sheer bluntness she had, blunt enough to affect him physically it felt.
"...your arms are like spaghetti with some more stucks randomly to the side!"
"Do you even lift? Did you just do some random exercise and called it a day? Did no one tell you you were doing it wrong? Do you have no friends? Or are they all just as bad as you?" She just spat her words with straight face.
She rolled up one of her sleeves and flexed her arm, pointing at certain places in particular.
"There is a science being muscle mass! You can't just do some random shit and hope for it to work, look at that, each individual muscle need to be worked on for maximum efficiency!" she was quite passionate about all of this.
At some point, Iustus just blacked out, drowned in the sea of very specific things she was saying, she certainly seemed knowledgeable enough.
"Anyways" she suddenly said calmly, after nearly twenty minutes of uninterupted talking.
"Remember what I told you and surely you will managed to solve your dream problem and also graduate from noodle man to stickman" she tapped his shoulder and just casually walked away.
'What the hell just happened? Is everyone around like that? Are they all demented in some ways?' he shuddered as the thought and just went back to his room, her advices on the dream had seemed vague but he felt like she was right in some amount, everytime the energy was about to wash over him, he instinctively moved back and protected himself.
It was time to try again and also try putting her muscle advices to work, it hurt to admit but she was much more muscular than him, she seemed to have quite compressed muscles too, she didn't seem that high level so she was 'playfully' hitting him with mostly her pure brawn, meaning that she had more brute force than him without his mana.
It reminded him of Molarine but it had seemed obvious that she was strong since she towered over him.
"I need muscles"