[ Just a short distance from an abandoned shop, the Jumi Knight slashes at invisible opponents with his sword, his body bending and arching with the various fighting maneuvers he had learned, and expression steady with eyebrows drawn tightly together in concentration.
And just beyond the busy swordsman, the wall of the building was lined with
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You're very skilled, sir.
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His eyebrows raise slightly in surprise as his gaze lands on his double. ]
...Another? I wonder which one this is.
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My apologies. I didn't mean to interrupt you.
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It's fine. I take it your name is Fakir?
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[[He hesitates for a moment.]]
That book over there. May I ask where you found it?
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[ At the mention of the book, he turns toward it. ]
That? I found it outside of a church. Is it yours?
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I...ventured with a large group, and we found that. I thought that another Fakir kept it...though I haven't seen him since.
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I'm going to teach him how to fight.
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Knowing the boy, I'm certain he'd appreciate it. He's rather excitable when it comes to other Fakirs.
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So I've noticed. But he's given me quite a bit of information about this place and the people here. The least I can do is give him a few lessons in combat.
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Reject you?
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