Pondering Dimo!

Chapter 120 Pondering Dimo!

Country Of Dardre: Weldro Castle: Sparring Chamber

Jumping and twisting in the air like an acrobat as he comes down with one of his Sai blades in hand as he strikes down a dummy model. After cutting it down with an effortless slice, Dimo says quietly to himself as he is the only one training in the sparring chambers, what is this feeling I'm feeling? And am actually training right now? when I could be sleeping at this moment. Walking over to a towel rack, stopping in front of it with an aloof look on his face as he reaches out with his right sweaty arm, grabbing the soft cloth with a firm grip, Dimo beings to gently pat his perspiring face, staring down at the ground blanking out, Dimo says internally in his psyche, that old man swordsman. To think that he was some big shot warrior. Also, what's really bothering me is the fact that I loss to him so pathetically. And it really makes me feel so embarrassed for myself. So now I know the taste of defeat for the first time ever by someone way more talented than me and on top of that he had a run in with Mopu and wounded him. Even though Mopu's strength is ridiculous. Patting around his face and neck, pressing his back up against the wall as he slides down to the floor, sitting up with his sweaty upper body resting on the freaky patterned wallpaper as he dampens it up with his leaky pores, gazing up with a laidback expression, as he moves his eyes every which way in the room, taking in a calming breath as he talks to himself once more, Dimo says in a chilled but also sleepish tone, next time I get a chance to see that geezer again I'll make sure to show him why l'm a great general for this kingdom! So, move over Mopu I call Dibs first on getting my rematch.

End of Chapter 120