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— Congratulations on your victory, my lady Quinthea. None of the tournament knights can match your speed and skill in handling your steed. No matter how I tried to time my moment and throw a dagger to intercept, my attempts proved futile against your talents.
- This whole tournament is just like "Rock, Paper, Scissors"; the true talents of the participants will be seen in the melee. - The Knight of Milk Chocolate hands the loser a few chocolate candies. - Thank you for the duel, my lady Doran.
— Hard to disagree, my lady Quinthea. Your marks are not only with the arrow but also with the word, — Alaria smiled, accepting the candies, — unfortunately, I have no treats to offer in return. But if the winds of fate carry you to Lamente, I will find something to welcome you with. Thank you for the duel.
Ple-Sen
