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Guy & Karel
Level C:
| GUY: | Y-You...! |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | Hold on! You're Karel, aren't you? You're the Sword Demon... |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | Oh, forgive me! I am Guy, a warrior from Sacae. I would like you to teach me the art of the sword! |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | Hm! What's with you? Why don't you-- |
| KAREL: | Be grateful for your inexperience. If you were stronger... I would cut you down where you stand. |
| GUY: | I... I don't... What's your problem!? |
Level B:
| GUY: | Master! Wait for me! Master Karel! |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | Please, I implore you! Teach me the art of the sword! I want my name to be known far and wide in Sacae! |
| KAREL: | When my fame first spread in this land, many worthless dogs aspired to swordsmanship. Then they all fell, one by one... Forget it, pup. Leave my sight. |
| GUY: | D-Don't go! You want someone to fight, don't you? Then make me your opponent! |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | I know I'm not good enough to fight you now. So, just train me in the sword. In one year's time, I swear I will master the art. Enough to match you--enough to best you! |
| KAREL: | ...... You seem to mean it, don't you? |
| GUY: | Y-Yes! |
| KAREL: | Very well. From tonight, we begin your training. You will learn the sword. |
Level A:
| GUY: | Master! |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | Master! How goes my training? |
| KAREL: | ...... |
| GUY: | I really think I am getting the hang of it. Maybe I'm, you know, gifted or something? I'm still no match for you, but soon... |
| KAREL: | Guy. |
| GUY: | Hm? |
| KAREL: | Your training is over. |
| GUY: | Huh? Why?! |
| KAREL: | You are strong enough. If I teach you any more than this... Then I will have to cut you down where you stand. I would cleave you in two before you could take a single breath. |
| GUY: | ......! |
| KAREL: | Even now, I can barely restrain my blade. It longs to bathe in your blood, to test your steel. The thought alone makes my blood roil. |
| GUY: | M-Master! |
| KAREL: | Leave. Never speak to me. Forget your offer to seek me out in a year's time. |
| GUY: | M-Master! Thank you! I owe you so much. But when I said I would challenge you, that was no lie. I will grow stronger. I will beat you. |
| KAREL: | ...So be it. When next our swords cross, we will see. Let us meet one year from now. Then I will know your skill. Until then. |
| GUY: | ...... Yes...Master. |
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