≼ 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚏 𝙺𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 ⋟

❝ If, uh... your leg got cut off, where would you feel the pain? ❞

Dancing with excalibur.

❝ Such a pure princess. ❞

Swinging his sword around in the air. ❝ Mark my words, any dragon who dares venture into this kingdom will face the wrath of a thousand scolding flames! ❞

❝ Pfft– you're just a peasant lucky enough to be born with fire feet. But me? I'm a king, so of course you'd be envious. You might as well be a common foot soldier patrolling my kingdom for me. ❞ Get it, foot soldier...

❝ Ah man, you weren't supposed to hear that. My sincerest apologies, princess oggress! ❞

❝ Your kneecaps, cat woman. Hand them over, as reparations for assaulting the knight king! ❞

❝ I don't know where you get the "wannabe" part from. You must be so blinded by your own envy that you can't tell what's real and what's not. ❞

❝ Sounds to me like you're just jealous, ugly knave. Tsk tsk. ❞

❝ What's with that look, peon? ❞

❝ Hey! What was that for...? ❞

❝ Hmph, of course not. Those aren't /real/ knights. ❞ The blond pulled excalibur into view, that usual blank look plastering his visage. ❝ You see, real knights have swords like mine. Plus they look better. ❞

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