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The dice spins in the middle of the arena between Gala and Xavier, forming an invisible but very thick special dome that won't be affected by the multitude of shots fired. The vast area is almost entirely used by them, with several walls and other obstacles standing. Each of them holds their own favorite weapon, and behind Gala's back, there are twin swords that always accompany him. The same goes for Xavier."Don't hesitate to shoot at me, Kid."Gala chuckles. The long-barreled weapon he's been using since earlier quickly reloads, and in just a few seconds, Gala reappears from behind a wall quite distant from his father. His father does the same. From the beginning of their training with weapons, he knows his son's capacity is above average. "When did I try to defeat you? You're the one who said not to be careless against anyone."Xavier's laughter is heard along with a shot aimed at Gala. It almost hits his temple, where the shot makes a deafening sound as it hits the wall that was
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Ah, why is his mind so confused even though he himself mentioned something about Alexander Millian."Don't be careless, Dad." One of the swords in Xavier's right hand is thrown after Gala just loosened it. Not finished with that, the tip of the sword in Gala's hand is directed towards his father's neck. "You lose."Xavier is very satisfied. His laughter echoes loudly as Gala immediately puts away the sword. Then he accepts Gala's outstretched hand to help him up. "You're really great.""I learned from the expert, Dad." Gala's smile is etched. The sword he used has been returned to its place. He raises his hand to the sky where the dice is shining orange more strongly. Then it slowly descends toward its master. "Tidy up this place. Make sure nothing is overlooked," Gala whispers."I'm sure your mother will scold me for causing you a little injury." Xavier ruffles his son's hair affectionately."It seems unlikely. In fact, Mom will scold me for fighting with Dad."Xavier doesn't want to
DICE [123] a
Bellamie couldn't wrap her head around what they were doing. Both Xavier and Gala's clothes were dirty, not to mention their faces scratched from who knows where. Were they wrestling with tree branches? Or diving into a thorny ravine? Or worse, Bellamie even entertained a fear she dreaded; that there might be an enemy sneaking and following them. Then, a battle in the forest. Oh my! Bellamie had just felt peace here. At least she felt that even if she had to step out of this big and comfortable masquerade, there was nothing to worry about, right?"Mom doesn't need to worry like that," Gala approaches his mother, who looks at him with a worried look. "We're okay.""How can you say that so easily, Gala? While what I saw this time is not something I can take lightly." Bellamie sighed. She followed Gala's steps towards the wardrobe with spare clothes. They were in a room where Cathleen was still faithful, her eyes closed. Bellamie spent her time here, not doing much, but at least her eyes
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"For what? Why are you always skeptical? Alexander got his share too. He likes to collect luxury cars, right? I gave him some too.""You're crazy!"Then Maverick Osmond's laughter filled their phone connection and he unilaterally disconnected it. Not that Seth didn't want to accept it, but he was very strange about their current camaraderie. Have they entered a new era? The era of peace? No. Truly, Seth didn't mind. But... after competing for hundreds of years and Seth has always kept Eastern Metro from competing in any way with other Metro regions. To protect from many threats and follow the instructions of the Old Advisor, as Seth realized that if he got involved in inter-regional wars, Eastern Metro could be completely overwhelmed and suffer a lot of losses."Maybe he's a little shaken in the head," Gala joked, as he had finished the troublesome right part since earlier. "I sent the latest parts, and it's perfect now. You just have to choose what model you want. My father's design
DICE [124] a
Gala kept glancing at the room where Kyler was completely focused. It was brightly lit, and some of his trusted people, whom Gala knew often assisted Kyler in the operating room, were present. If there was anything Gala could do other than moving his legs aimlessly like this, he would have done it. Especially with his heart becoming increasingly uncertain, his eyes couldn't look away from the people there.His steps halted as he realized someone touched his shoulder. His mother."I'm sure Cathleen can get through this, Son." Deep down, Bellamie felt the same level of concern. Especially when she found Gala panicking in his room. The girl, who had been sleeping comfortably, suddenly started convulsing violently. Blood came from the corner of her lips, and her eyelids opened slightly, revealing only the whites of her eyes."I... I'm scared, Mom." Gala hugged his mother. Regardless of the sudden fear he had, it turned into tears. On his mother's shoulder, he poured out everything that wa
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"But why did Gideon give it to Dad? It's a bit strange, especially since I still remember how Gideon chased me just to get the dice back.""Elder Langham had already died due to the coup within the Langham family itself. Where only Gideon was left, and you know he ended up leading, right?" Xavier focused his attention back to the room, which still showed little change. It was the same, where Kyler was busy giving orders, and he could see the hands of the large man covered in blood-stained rubber gloves that he knew came from Cathleen. What actually happened earlier? What did the dice do to the girl? As long as he remembered what was in the book, the dice wouldn't do something like taking a life just by touch. But... when touched by Gideon, it wasn't... no, not because of that. He still remembered Alexander Millian's hand turning black because the dice couldn't be touched casually. There would be a unique reaction. But it should be different with Gideon. Xavier also saw clearly that Gi
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Gala lightly rubs his injured hand. The blood caused by Muezza's fang bite has created a wide hole, and the scratch wound can be expected to require several stitches. But he doesn't care. His eyes sharply stare at the black cat that still growls, unapproachable by anyone. Even Seth has to step back a few steps from his previous position because the cat is completely hostile."I don't know what happened. If you're angry at me, that's okay. I understand. But don't make a scene here. I'm waiting for Cathleen to wake up." Gala once again tries to approach. He uses his injured hand to reach Muezza's head. "I'm worried just like you."Muezza remains silent, with eyes still sharply staring at Gala. The thick fluid drops are completely ignored by the owner of the hand. Instead, the hand is used to gently stroke its head. As if channeling the same feeling; the fear of loss. Slowly, Muezza closes its eyes and lowers its guard. It finally humbles itself. Sitting calmly enjoying Gala's strokes. B
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"Why do I have to be able to defend a strategy while in front of me, the enemy is almost cornered to lose?" Gala asks as he quickly adjusts his glasses. He starts to control the movements of the bullets he hasn't mastered yet, including the blind spot where he can make an attack.They are practicing shooting for the first time where Gala himself is quite surprised by the reflexes he has. How could he be skillful when the weapon is already in his hands? Whereas before, he trembled and almost fainted as soon as the hologram girl pointed her gun at him. Where the die hanging on Gala's neck now shows some of its contents. A weapon that makes Gala stare in disbelief because, truly, this impossibility turns out to be real."Attacks to kill the opponent and pressing, while defending to ensure you live and leave the battle arena safely without injury."Oh my God! Why does Gala have to be involved with this annoying hologram girl? Plus, the light that surrounds him today is bright blue like a