Gollms woke up with a pretty girl's face very close.
"Whoa!?
"Oh, I noticed," the girl said as she flew away.
Notice in that voice that the person in front of you was Heath.
(Absolutely. Absolutely. Just look at her face, she really looks like a woman. I just woke up and I made a mistake)
Golms calmed the occasional beating of his heart by taking a deep breath.
Apparently, he was unconscious. It was the Knights infirmary where Gollms was. I was put to bed in that bed, and it was Heath who apparently intervened.
So I remember what the situation was.
"Shit, did you get hit..."
I'm sorry to hear that.
Heath looked sad at Golms with his face up.
"No, I do. But hey. Sometimes I did get surprised, but I was suspicious that that poke could probably be avoided even if I knew it. And there was still room for it. Even if we had avoided it, they would have chased us."
Heath makes a point in Gollum's line.
"You're surprisingly calm. I thought you were losing and depressed."
Apparently, he looked soggy with it. He's the worst guy ever to change his complexion to someone else's loss.
"Bye. I've lost before, too. A few times though. I don't know what to talk about."
"It is. I thought you'd never lost because you're confident."
Well, in fact, it might have been the first time I'd lost my age. I have lost to dojo teachers and strong senior cavaliers, but I didn't remember losing to boys my age.
I thought I'd snap myself, but my mind was surprisingly calm.
Maybe it's because this guy next door looked soggier than himself.
For Heath like that, Gollms makes the usual, docile smile.
"I'm confident I won't hurt you. I feel a little embarrassed to lose. It's more important to make them think they're stronger than that and make them feel like they can't win. Well, when did I actually..."
"Isn't it cool how Gollms thinks? I respect that."
And Heath giggled and smiled and said.
As Heath regained her usual condition, Golms also got a sober look.
"But you can't win that one for a while. I just have to be able to retrain and keep up with his moves."
Though it was a thought to try, I was honest that I couldn't come up with a vision that I could win.
Terrible fast and powerful attack carried out with that awesome instantaneous power. It's even hard to avoid, and it's nearly impossible to take the lead in the fight. There's nothing I can do about it with small measures.
I needed a workout to keep up with that move from the ground up.
If I were you back in the day, I would have peeled and tried many times to lose. But now I was able to calmly analyze the cause of defeat.
And then I look at Heath and I remember.
(Speaking of which, have you been thinking so much since you struggled with this guy?)
Until then, for Golms, rolling out a sword at the target in the shortest possible motion.
That was the only equation of victory. For Gollms, who excels in power and reach and is able to take the lead in nature and the game, that was the only way he could hit most of his opponents.
The pace was disrupted and perilously beaten by a chick so small and powerless that it was not comparable to herself. And I found out that my opponent was desperately fighting that he wouldn't give up.
That was a huge change for Golms, who thought he should be arrogant enough to defeat his opponent.
"For a while, you fell from the top of the north quarters."
He said that Heath looked as sorry as he was about himself.
Plus, Golms gave it back with a full confident smile.
"Well, I'll leave it with him for a while. Sooner or later, I'll take it back."
"Yeah, it sounds like Gollum."
Heath laughs at that face too.
"Well, I'll be back. Gollum said to rest for the day."
"Shit, just train me."
"You can't do this anymore."
To the advice given by the teacher Heath tells him, Gollms gets his elbows tucked in.
"Wow, Heath. I can't help you."
"Hmm? Yeah, then I'll be fine."
Heath apologized to Golms and slapped him in the neck, but then he nodded like he remembered, declaring it was okay.
The opposite of that bluntness makes Gollms more anxious. That strong transferee is after you in the first place...
"Bye, Golms. We'll start again tomorrow."
But before Gollms said anything, Heath left.
Apprentice knights bothered in the dining room.
"I can't believe Gollms got hit..."
Besides, it's a blow.
We each expected which was stronger, but no one thought it would turn out this overwhelming.
"What are we going to do? It's Heath's turn."
"There's no way he can beat that."
The strongest gollms here were hit in an instant. No one thought Heath had a better chance of winning than counting from below.
"So will the seat of the 18th Knights belong to that cooinu?
"Is that acceptable? We're gonna make up our minds."
"Come on, I don't know"
Everyone was serious about the declaration of Couinu in Nori, but even though there is no right to human resources in the first place, how can you replace an apprentice knight? That was the mystery.
"No, I'm serious about that far. You're thinking about it."
"Oh, you're right. It's as daft as I've purposefully transferred."
Anyway, Couinu's passion for the 18th Knights is unusual.
The boys made me feel that there must be something.
"Oh, here comes Heath's guy."
The words were spoken in the cafeteria at once.
Heath was in the infirmary with Gollum.
When I hear that voice, the cooinu moves out. He took it to the dining room wall and put his arms together and even waited for Heath. The wooden sword is still on its hips, even though the training has already been completed.
To Heath, who runs this way from the hallway, the cooinu heads.
Everyone salivated.
Laemier and others look worried about Heath.
As Heath stepped into the dining room as she ran, Couinu pulled the wooden sword out of her waist and poked it towards Heath.
"Come on, now it's your turn, Heath. Seat the 18th Knights Apprentice Knight and compete with me!
Heath who took that word.
"Oh, you can't take that. Are you nuts?
I turned it down slightly, walked straight past the side of the cousin, and lined up in the dining room row.