A true warrior fears nothing! Except love… Love won’t be stopped by a magic shield, and the accuracy of this “thing” leaves much to be desired. And what’s more, it turns out that instead of a respectable orc, I—Himaenir Raya Saar, one of the twelve Ёжек temporarily studying at the Academy of Dark Martial Arts—fell in love with its rector: the nasty, stubborn Mstislav Korshunov!
Now the Elders with their decrees can march… across the plain, while the many suitors can get rid of their wedding gifts! Orc women know no defeats, so I will win his reciprocation in the face-off between one small Ёжка and the experienced rector… I will win… well, in general, love will win.