Happy Life
In between battles, Axel found time to practice his drawing a bit. Unfortunately, he had little
ODtime to depict everything he had planned, but the Knight still managed to get something done. Finishing the picture, he approached Lester and showed him the drawing so that no one else could see.-- Still impressed by your fight with Lady Alaria; I think she is too.
- How nobly you've depicted me here, von Himmel, ha-ha-hah! - I wish I were such! And it's as if you slightly underdrew the real charm of Lady Alaria, watching from the stands - that's noticeable. But it's good, good, - Lester chuckled and nodded at the drawing, then grew a bit somber. - I hope she doesn't hold a grudge against me. To be honest, I've never seen such a Lady. Her... I don't even know how to describe it. You know that image of dangerous but incredibly attractive beauty? In her case - dark, yet at the same time fiery and valiant, as if something that lies deep within each of us. Something about her draws me in... - he can't find the words and his hands drop. - Maybe I did something wrong? What do you think? You have the richest experience.
Lady Alsira Vecchi d'Arcréde wins.
The Knight sighs and lowers his hands:
- Well then. You have won, my Lady. To my immense shame - I cannot dance with you until sunset. Even though I can dance with many! But here, it seems, I lack the skill... However! - Vargas's hand deftly returns Goldcutter to its sheath. - Someday, I feel, we will surely meet again. And perhaps even have a friendly duel. Rest assured, I will not be as simple as I am today! - he winks at his opponent. - And I expect the same from you. Isn't that what these Tournaments are for?