—Neph, nephilim... what?— Rodrigo blushed. —I'm sorry, but I can't read— he said apologetically.
—It's understandable— Tania said. —In this human world, few people can read—
—Don't worry, we'll teach you— Ana said with a reassuring smile. Rodrigo thought they might humiliate him for not knowing how to read, but they were more understanding than he expected.
—And another very important thing— Tania interrupted again, sitting at the table. —You need to learn to fight to be able to defend yourself—
—Malakim enemies of Viking and Indian armies often circulate in these regions, seeking to destabilize the monotheistic realms of Elyon. It's necessary for you to know how to confront them because it's possible that we won't always be able to be with you. Besides, I suppose we have to take you to Lel so that you can be assigned a job— concluded the red-haired goddess.
—Lel?— Rodrigo asked.
—Yes, Lel. The royal palace of Elyon— the red-haired goddess replied. —That's where our central government is located, and it's where we receive our orders from—
—Yes, from the voice of Whoranat," Ana said sarcastically.
—Do you mean Bitchanat— Tania retorted.
Both goddesses laughed. Rodrigo didn't know what was going on; he assumed it was a secret code between them.
—Don't worry, don't worry, you'll meet her— Ana said, amused.
—Anath is Elyon's right-hand and serves as the supreme commander, as the king of the gods rarely makes public appearances—
—And she's a bitch— Tania said sarcastically.
—And a whore, a real whore— Ana replied, smiling.
Rodrigo realized that the goddesses were behaving like teenagers with their jokes; he couldn't help but be reminded of the banter with his friends.
—Well, starting tomorrow, we'll begin your training, Rui— Ana said, getting up and putting her hand on Rodrigo's shoulder. —If I leave you with the bloodthirsty lioness over there, you won't last five minutes—
—I'm not a war goddess like you, you Crowhead— Tania retorted.
The goddesses continued to exchange insults, and Rodrigo found it amusing. He couldn't believe that such divine beings could behave like teenagers.
However, he still hadn't fully accepted the concept of Christianity. Within his mind, he felt that if what they said was true, Elyon could possibly be YHWH, Jesus Christ, or just an angel among Them. To him, these girls were angels like Archangel Michael or Gabriel.
That night, they lit a bonfire outside the cave. Ana entertained them with stories from her lands, about legendary heroes like Cú Chulainn, who had killed a king's dog and had to act as his personal dog. They drank, danced, had fun, and eventually fell asleep by the firelight.
Rodrigo woke up at four in the morning, as he always did, but was surprised to see Ana and Tania still asleep. Tania snored like a lioness. So the young man decided to take a walk in the area to see the flora and fauna.
It was six-thirty in the morning, and the goddesses were still asleep. Rodrigo was bored, not knowing what to do. He always had a strict schedule as a caravan guard, and they would always depart very early in the morning to avoid thieves as much as possible
It was eight in the morning, and the goddesses were still asleep.
—Wake up early for training, yeah, right— Rodrigo thought to himself.
He took another stroll around the surroundings, enjoying the beach and the waves to relax.
He returned at nine in the morning. Tania had already woken up and was preparing breakfast.
—Did you really believe that drunkard would wake up early?— Tania said when she saw Rodrigo walking through the cave.
Finally, after ten in the morning, Ana started to wake up.
—Oh, Rui, I'm sorry, I overslept!— she said as she sat up.
—Don't worry, I woke up not long ago as well— Rodrigo replied.
—Liar— Tania said. —He's been wandering around since four in the morning—
—Well, after breakfast, we'll have a short lesson, okay?— Ana responded, still sounding sleepy.
Tania had baked bread, and they accompanied it with cheese and beer that she also prepared at her home. Rodrigo began to realize that the goddesses were truly, incredibly beautiful, as if they were women who lived in palaces. He began to notice that, despite having seen so many people, he had never seen women with such perfect figures and beautiful eye colors like theirs.
—Are they engaged or do they have couples?— that question crossed his mind.
Ana was slightly shorter than Tania, and her figure was leaner than the Berber goddess. However, Ana's breasts were much smaller, while Tania was quite well-endowed in that aspect.