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Hector steps away, and give his right hand to the prone opponent, then pull him for a hug.
"You got better, son, Richtor whispered.
- <span class="mu-s"> Thanks dad. </span>
- That's a serious breach of errance to acknowledge family before anointed, he says with an unseen finger punch into Hector's sternum.
- <span class="mu-s"> I'm anointed. Even a Banneret. </span>, Hector complains.
- I don't care, you still haven't finished errance. Now, go away"
Hector steps out of the ring, and get heavily cheered by his comrades. Wait a second, something's strange. Where are the girls?
Here they are. They went for food.
"We thought you might be hungry. We brought something! what do you prefer?
- Kyaaaaa Hectooooor I made this porridge myself with all my love!!!!!!!!"
Oatmeal looks both burnt and undercooked, resulting in a crime against Equitainian renowned food.
"There where some onion soup seller, got a bit of bread to make you a bowl.
- No, no, Claire. He's not a soup maniac. Got him a slice of roasted boar, skewered with tubers"
>Pick Evette's terror attack on gastronomie
>Pick Claire's onion soup in a bread bowl
>Pick Renée's boar skewer
