Sir Sleeps-A-Lot will certainly be sleeping soundly tonight thanks to that Dark Elf. She was right. As knights, they could not sit idly by as cities are torn apart and madness reigns supreme.
I am always amused at how these little things affect the bigger picture.
"If you have the ability to help, but do not, then yes - I will call you nothing but a coward. You are a knight, aren't you? Then act like it."
The knight chuckled. "
I hope you practice what you preach, Dark Elf." He replied ominously.
"
Anyway, I'm afraid I'm not a follower of Aylama or her sister for that matter." The Lot Knight continued. "
I shall seek my solace in my dreams and in the order I am a part of. Thank you for your enlightening wprds, Miss, and I shall hope that you do well in your future matches."
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After the match, you were told that you will be contacted for your next match. They estimated it would be sometime tomorrow or perhaps the day after that. In the meantime, you were to rest and relax and allowed to enjoy the festivities Zauberheim had prepared for the tournament. However, you first went to your abode, the Radiant Cathedral.
There, you found someone you likely did not expect. "Oh, I know you. You're Seleth. Seleth Thenri." And you knew him. Varjan Caldeyron. He must be done with his match though it was no surprise considering his skills and talent. "I forgot. You live here." He continued, sitting in the backmost pew. The two of you were alone in the shrine of Aylama. "Are you... are you part of the tournament? Stupid question, of course you are."
"So how'd your match go?" Varjan asked tiredly. "Ran into a powerful one? Fought any of our classmates?"
"If they talk about a fire wielding beastkin, it's probably me. I wasn't aware I had much of a reputation."
"
Whoa. I didn't know I was fighting such a character. I'm so honored. Really I am." Ecthel then noticed his folks and friends approaching. "
Stay out of trouble, Wolf man!" He bid you farewell as he went over to his family.
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After the match, you were told that you will be contacted for your next match. They estimated it would be sometime tomorrow or perhaps the day after that. In the meantime, you were to rest and relax and allowed to enjoy the festivities Zauberheim had prepared for the tournament. You find yourself wandering in the northern parts of the capital city.
There you see in a corner,
a bespectacled boy of black hair with a scarf around his neck on a decorated stage and speaking aloud. "
Come one, come all! Come see me, the great Zeen, and marvel at my awesome magics!" He tried attracting attention from the passing people. "
Come and see, people! Come and see." Despite his efforts, no one gave him a sliver of attention.
"
What about you, sir?" He called out to you once he saw you. "
Are you ready to be enchanted by my magics? To be bedazzled by spells more potent than those in Seraph Academy?"
The Tozen after
Maldur was hit by the icicle projectiles. He landed on the ice and slid for a bit before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Now there was only one Tozen left. The real one.
The real and remaining Tozen fighting
Kazudain proved a more than capable fighter. He was able to block and evade the attacks hurled at him. However, he started fighting harder upon seeing that his remaining clone had been defeated. While he did slip a bit and got hit from
Kazudain's attacks, it only damaged him but not fully take him down.
Then Tozen did something unexpected. Upon their swords clashing, Tozen appeared to block but instead of an actual block, he allowed
Kazudain's blade to swing fully, merely sliding his own katana across. Before
Kazudain could recover from the swing, Tozen kicked him away and threw smoke on the ground like he did at the start of the match.
But this time, the smoke lingered and clones did not appear. Instead, Tozen struck from the cloud at both
Kazudain's and
Maldur and instantly disappearing after. The General may be down on his last tricks but he was certainly not out. Although, considering
Kazudain and
Maldur's abilities, there might be a way to deal with this and end the match at the same time.
After the match, you were told that you will be contacted for your next match. They estimated it would be sometime tomorrow or perhaps the day after that. In the meantime, you were to rest and relax and allowed to enjoy the festivities Zauberheim had prepared for the tournament. But city life may not be for you so you probably went for home.
But when you got to the southern gate of the Academy, you see a scene unfolding. There was a scuffle between the Academy's guards and a student. "
Please! Let me back in!" The student screamed at the guards.
He was a short-haired blonde boy in armor. "
It was just a fluke! I swear! I wasn't in my A-game! Please, you have to let me back in!" He begged the guards. It appeared he was trying to get back into the Academy or maybe the tournament but the guards were not letting him.
"
You! What's your name again? Thessir!" He called to you once he saw you. "
We got to have second chances right? One loss doesn't have to be out of the tournament, right? I wasn't even at my best! I have the right to be back in the tournament!"
Luminous Citadel
Meeting Room
"Wasn't it recent that Mister Juan legally brokered a trade deal which would do a great deal of good for the kingdom?"
"
Oh, that was not him. Well he was involved but it would be suspicious if I used that for context." Athos replied. "
Like I said, Tibrus. I shall handle how I gift Mister de la Cruz."
"
So, when will we start our little escapade?" The court mage clapped his hands and rubbed them.
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