I knew the Dukers were a complex family environment, but the relationship between these two is the ultimate.
My real wife's child is our Johan, and my concubine's son is this Nicholas.
Seems like he made a note on the note because the concubine gave birth to a boy six months before his real wife.... the fact that his father's love leaned toward his concubine also accelerated the distortion.
Wouldn't it be dangerous to sidestep a child in such a complex family environment? I had that opinion.
But when I met him as a side candidate, I looked him in the eye like that lost puppy.... I couldn't do it anymore.
I chose Johan because I had an instinct that this child needed a base.
I never thought Gabriella would like that brother afterwards...
"Look, it's stubborn. Is this a duel anymore?
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"The school director should take the blame..." muttered Dr. Ray, rubbing wrinkles between his eyebrows weakly.
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"Now, let the duel begin!
When Master Ortencia, who raised a loud voice, said so, the students gathered raised an enthusiastic voice.
I guess the mood feels like watching a festival event. The upper classmates also crossed in and the courtyard was filled with people.
"This duel does not involve any reward or punishment. Nor does it dictate the test results that have already been determined. Then it's a battle of mutual honor!
Whoa, don't stir me up too much because it's going to be a hassle... and stare at the circular white line drawn into the courtyard with a distant eye.
If you get out of this white line, you lose. This is still the mound of sumo wrestling. Master Ortencia is a professional for some reason.
"Win or lose, no grudges. This is a right-of-origin duel that takes place in front of the masses. I know for sure if there is any irregularity.... Then, first challenger, step forward!
Following such a live/Ortencia-like voice, the two figures moved forward.
Who are those two?
"Ha... I wonder why I have to do this..."
What annoyed me was so handsome Kirsche.
"You will not forgive.... I'll bite you to death..."
What a fanil you are for squealing and glaring at the noisy things.
Fanniel, when this duel was decided, you were the first to raise your name. Ugh, he wants his honor back.
I looked around the corner of the courtyard, and there I saw blonde hair dull in the shadow of the implant - Connie, who probably ran worried about me but was surprised by the hordes of nobles and couldn't come this way - so I think that happens.
But more importantly, he seems to care that his membership card was destroyed.
He's also angry at Nicholas, but he said it was Kirsche who gave him his membership card, and he was pretty angry at you.
"The rules are not easy. If you get out of the White Line, you lose, or lose even if I decide you can't fight.... ignoring my still voice would disqualify me, and excessive pursuit would disqualify me. This is only a duel. You don't fight like that, do you?
Are you listening to that or not, Fanniel, who stripped the gull and the dog teeth out, and Master Ortencia issued the decree the moment Kirsche, who snorted with the hun, stood inside the white line.
"Okay, - here we go!
"Gallu!"
You roared and jumped out, Fanniel. You kick the ground and jump on Kirsche.
Then Kirsche cast a short spell.
"" Turning to heaven, now unleashed. ""
At that moment, the grass grows from the ground with dodgy noises.
That feels more like a cluttered weed intertwined to create a small wall than an offensive one. But suddenly you were upset that a wall had been formed in front of you, Fanniel, and you jumped back and slammed down the path, stopping the advance.
"Um, what's going on?... I'll play for you, come here... Dogs."
Yes, toward Kirsche, which you obviously incited, Fanniel, you fly again.
Is there a plan. I saw that with a look like I could afford it. It was Kirsche, but I changed my complexion instantly.
Pull out the shuran and the shark, make a sound with the kid and take something.
"Become..."
At the end of Kirsche's gaze there were... sharply stretched nails.
"Huh?! Hey, what, that?
Lucia, who was staring at the game to devour it, raises her voice to her surprise. I'm surprised, too, but I've seen sights like that in my last life.
"Partial physical strengthening… or…"
Don't do it, Mr. Fanniel, you're so cool. If you work hard, you're going to get an assassination like some clan that pulls out your heart without bleeding!
I thought...... and said it, but the chemists bothered.
"Strengthen your body......?! So, duh, how do you do it?
"Magic? Doesn't it feel like collecting magic?
"Eh, cool!
Yeah? Maybe. Isn't that what promised physical enhancement is all about?
We don't even have to interact like that, and the war situation accelerates.
"Huh?! Hey, what the... Oh, no!
"Gaw!"
It was you, Fanniel, who shook his sharp nails at the upset Kirsche, but the moment Kirsche yelled "" Blow it, wind! "he was distracted and kicked by the wind that wrapped his body around him.
"Ha, ha,... strange thing to do... eh. It's disgusting!
Ese, a ruffled Kirsche in a polite tone, ran out with a loose clam.
"Mr. Fanniel! Avoid!!
The moment I screamed like that, I thought I saw you laughing niggly.
"" Don't crawl on the ground, they take away the flow, the water. ""
I could hear it or not, and at the same time I heard a voice like that, Kirsche broke down a lot.
If you look at it, Kirsche's stepped in with ice the size of a puddle.
"Become?!
I fell and rolled away big as it was..., outside the white line.
"Huh..."
Master Ortencia shouted softly as the spectators pondered.
"Winner, Fanniel!