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The Red Knight's breakfast before the tournament is a glass of wine and an apple, but for Zurich, the servants prepared a proper meal. Gautier is already wearing his armor and spurs, and the rhythmic clinking of his spurs echoes the upcoming battles.
-- Please, join me! -- the knight invites Zurich to the table. -- I must admit, the healing potion you gave me yesterday was as surprising as Gnosis... And both were undoubtedly beneficial, so I owe you a debt of gratitude, -- he hands Zurich a small pouch. -- Oh no, it's better to open it in private. Today is a big tournament -- I would be glad if you were present.