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Sir Lorican, a Knight of Vilka, was hardly the embodiment of perfection, but he still came across as a perfectly respectable warrior. Lady Emsia, being a woman of numbers, would not have knighted just anyone.
– Adata, does it also drive you crazy when people speak in verse for no reason? – the Knight of Toxicity nodded toward one of Deus's knights. – What is that gentleman trying to prove with his flowery speeches? Ah, better not to know! Lady Emsia surely found a very important reason to distract you. Hmm... Could it be about Lady Nos?
Besides the unknown knight, Deus herself was guilty of flowery speech, but Rezara did not dare show displeasure about that. Even in a private conversation with a friend. Who knows what might come of it...
- This is a test of intellect and erudition - the barbarian knows a thing or two about delicacies for the mind. What concerns me more is that mirror black as night - better it had gone to me than gathered dust in the gloomy royal storeroom. - She had no interest in hearing about Emsia. - What a loss!