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The facial expressions of the members became completely bright.

Encouraged by the struggle and brilliant victory of 'Senior' Cindy...

When I was training, I heard special handouts.

Giselle and the others told me, what is Hande...

Oh, my God!

The three special lecturer roles…

It was astonishing that the challenger, the member, would not do anything about it.

The members have a solid image of how to fight the special instructors of Zimon and others.

Yes...

Just finished, at Cindy's Exhibition Match...

One of the special lecturers, Margarita, was avoiding all of Cindy's attacks at the beginning.

Like that, they're totally irresistible and they fight themselves.

So, if there is.

Exactly, the members didn't cower.

It is a rare opportunity for men to fight a superior warrior!

Anyway!

and all the members wanted to play against the man, Zimon, Amon.

Come on, practice!

With great interest, the crew quickly set out to prepare.

Surprisingly, Michelle and Olga were taking Ines and Fleur to say hello to Zimon and Amon.

From now on, Michelle and Olga, who come to battle with Zimon, are completely different than they were until yesterday.

With a polite greeting, he had an invincible grin and a temper.

It may be good to say that the 'troubles' that have afflicted me over the years have already been wiped out.

And the rest of the staff seem to be having fun talking to each other.

In the first place......

The Ministry of Magic Martial Arts strictly prohibits wasteful private language during training.

But neither Gisele nor Simone pay attention to this training.

I dared to forgive you.

Trying to be cautious again during a later meeting.

It is a consideration to avoid breaking the positive feelings of the members that have arisen in the corners.

Meanwhile...

A short distance from the crew, Cindy and Margarita were talking.

He asked Cindy out of Margarita to talk to him alone.

Again, to Cindy, who wanted to talk to Margarita, it was a boat across the street.

Fulfill...

What the hell is this oligarchy warrior talking about?

Cindy was intrigued.

Get up a little bit, Cindy's waiting...

Margarita first bowed deeply.

Becoming her, it was Cindy's gratitude for fighting.

And with a serious look, I call my name.

"Lord Cindy."

"Yes!"

"Exactly. From my body judgment, I didn't know I would predict the next move... Your majesty, I showed you."

…………

I was just a little stunned.

I bowed...

Good luck, I don't have the nerve.

There is no word to honor the winner.

On the contrary, he suddenly told me he spotted Cindy's methods of warfare.

Margarita is the type Cindy has never met before.

Dare I say, my godson Gisele and Simone are just a little bit alike.

But Giselle and the others wear knightly manners and are more courteous.

But... Cindy wasn't uncomfortable with what Margarita said or did.

What are we going to talk about next?

I wait in anticipation.

When Cindy is silent and stares at Margarita, she exhales gently.

And as I was convinced, I nodded small.

Just as the reason for losing is clear...

"I didn't expect it to be just a habit arising from body judgment, but also a blind spot of perspective...... it's my complete defeat"

…………

Cindy smiled bitterly.

The crew, including Gisele, wouldn't have spotted me...

After all, Margarita had spotted all of 'her own hands'.

Besides body judgment, what is the back hand Cindy used...

As Margarita puts it, it is a 'blind spot in perspective'.

The range of human vision is said to be almost 180 degrees in the first place.

But individually, when a position existed that was easy to see and difficult to see, Cindy in her youth hypothesized.

of humans, that there is always a 'blind spot' in sight...

The existence of "blind spots" can be unknown and uncertain...

Since then, Cindy has continued her research and field training without revealing it to others.

As a result…

Cindy was convinced by the experience of the battle that the target's movements clearly revealed a blind spot.

Even with the same attack, the angle makes a difference in the time the opponent reacts.

The difference is only marginal the more 'advanced'...

But margaritas still had gaps due to blind spots.

In addition to anticipating movement due to body judgment, Cindy put up a battle for the slightest difference.

Margarita tells Cindy she thinks it's hard.

Without shaking forward, abruptly.

"Lord Cindy, if you need anything, please contact the Alliance."

"Huh? If you need anything?

If you need anything, contact the Alliance?

What the hell is going on?

Cindy was taken aback.

Without leaving Cindy like that, Margarita goes on and on.

"Uhm! The contact information should be addressed to the Alliance Master Min Mi. If it's urgent, contact Mr. Lew directly or Mr. Francisca."

…………

"In the future, when you have difficulty… I will help as much as I can… naturally I will also go to Maple Village"

…………

"... let's fight again"

With that said, Margarita smiled slightly, twitching her heels back and walked to her seat.

Cindy, left behind, was hazy after a while.

I remember and understood Fran's words.

... Why Cindy fights margaritas.

Fran didn't reveal it, the third reason.

That's...

Cindy leaves Wang Capital and travels to Maple Village full of strangers to get a comforting new friend.

As well as margaritas......

It's also to feel Cindy's strength and create incentives to favor and acknowledge her as a friend.

Sure, Cindy, I tried and felt it.

Margarita says she's a lovely woman.

First of all, it's a man's face-losing body, and it's incredibly strong.

He is also a proud, but clean, white warrior who does not lie.

It is obvious to look at attitude when deciding on a battle.

Again, talk to me and I get it.

On the strong side, it seemed hard to stick with, but surprisingly easy to talk to.

Shut up and hang around, but be quite polite.

And above all, Margarita likes to fight.

Cindy, a born knight, feels very much like herself with a martial bone margarita.

Absolutely, I think it might be a good idea.

If we know each other better, we can be great friends with Margarita.

I have a feeling about that.

"Fran...... thanks"

A little further away, I saw Fran bickering with my mother Adelaide...

Cindy shrugged softly.