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- Knights of Tezoth! Today you have clearly demonstrated your valor and the highest level of martial skill. - The tournament results were not long in coming, and by now, the booming commander's voice of Richard Liironon, standing before the participants of the event, could be heard from the center of Gengaart. - Know that regardless of the final outcome, each of you is among the best not only of this kingdom, but of the entire world. However, any endeavor based on competition requires singling out the best, and today that is Milord Lester Vargas, Knight of the Dawn Steel, servant of the Beloved Mariarnelia. - Unexpectedly for everyone, the already aging warrior fixed his gaze, hidden behind his fearsome helmet, on the ruler of Revnland. - Your Highness, Carnea Keykuniya Iretiret. How would you feel about stepping into the spotlight for a moment to reward the victor, for the glory of our great Deus?
- Huh? - Watching the event from the stands, Carnea was puzzled by the unexpected attention directed at her. - What are you up to, old wolf? - The Mantis's gaze found the Lady of the Dragon Heart, who responded with a wave of her hand and a charming smile, causing Carnea to click her tongue in irritation. - Fine.
Taking the Knight of the Silent Terror along for company, Carnea descended to the participants of the event and drew level with the victor — standing on heels, she was taller than him. The volume of her chest was a worthy competitor to his belly.
- What's there to be happy about? - She asks, simultaneously glancing at the other participants. - There are a hundred knights in this country; you've only defeated a tenth of them, and even then by kindergarten rules, in mock battles. It's like a healthy grown man being happy about holding hands with a girl — does that really bring you pleasure?