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"Milord" Galahadron nudges Catharsis in the side and whispers:
- She could be quite pretty if she weren't such a notorious scoundrel.
— It's hard to deny her beauty — no wonder she's considered one of the most beautiful women in Tezoth, — Catharsis whispered back, — and her words aren't without merit. Today's grand performance is indeed a hybrid of training and a show. However, the chance to clash with other knights outside such a celebration rarely comes up.
- That was fun, and that's coming from a fighter at the bottom of the ladder, so it's true. We've got quite a bouquet here today. - Coin's gaze stops in turn on Deus, Carnea, and Maria-Tenerezze. - Blood of Majesty, Malice, and Mystery. Different, yet somewhat alike, don't you think?
— Undoubtedly. They are all gifted women vested with power, and in their veins flows blood that originates from the Iron Heart. It's time to consider what titles such outstanding descendants will secure in the annals of history.
- Time will tell. Oh, look. They're starting to gather for the beauty contest. I wonder not who will win, but who will be given a bride.