- Hair: Spirit of Knight - Epic
- Coat: Unstoppable - Epic
- Top: Crimson Waltz - Epic
- Bottom: Thorny Elegy - Epic
- Shoes: Dressage - Epic
- Hair Ornament: White Feather Hat - Epic
- Scarf: Soaring Flame - Epic
- Waist: Valiant Rose - Epic
- Handheld (Left): Rose Thorn - Epic
Alternative Series (Recolor) Edit
- Hair: Spirit of Knight - Memory
- Coat: Unstoppable - Memory
- Top: Crimson Waltz - Memory
- Bottom: Thorny Elegy - Memory
- Shoes: Dressage - Memory
- Hair Ornament: White Feather Hat - Memory
- Scarf: Soaring Flame - Memory
- Waist: Valiant Rose - Memory
- Handheld (Left): Rose Thorn - Memory
The base, rare and epic descriptions of Crimson Cavalier is about a gifted horse rider who had never tasted defeat—not even against those who had more experience than her. She was the Duke's daughter and her elegance and spirit were approved by everyone.
She was all confidence; the cheers and the bright sunshine were all there to witness her final steps to success. As she looked at the podium, she imagined her standing there, accepting the medals, flowers, and applause. When the starting pistol went off, she left a wall of dirt behind, leading the way from the very beginning. With several neat moves, she got rid of most of her rivals, but also realized that a shadow was close all the time. She felt danger instinctively; after some ineffective tries to shake them off, the fear loomed greater, By the last curve, the shadow overtook her and she looked up in a hurry, only to see a handsome side face. And thus, the finishing line was crossed; cheers were loud but they were not for her. The top seed had lost to a dark horse.
She reflected over her loss: was it because she lost her composure or because arrogance blinded her eyes? Whatever the case, she had to accept the failure. Many of her friends came to comfort her, but she couldn't let go of the shock of the moment when she was overtaken.
Nobody knew him before the match and after the match, and he didn't seem to interested in making any news of himself. She didn't hate him. Rather, she wanted to see him again and talk to him about horse riding.
The next day, she was invited to a tea party with her friends. She had no interest really and planned to leave early, but the moment she saw the host's son, she was shocked to learn that he was the dark horse she lost against. He recognized her at the same time; he looked a bit shy, completely different from that dashing shadow on the field. She was possessed by an unnameable feeling somehow and left with an excuse. Against the background of the bustling party, the handsome young man stood still and saw her off.
Later on, the new competition season kicked off. She was still dominating like the proud lady she was a few months ago. She responded to the questions of the media in a skillful manner. The loss was trivial; she was going to reclaim her glory.
Behind the starting line, the "dark horse" was right beside her. His identity was still a secret to the public. He looked at her and he seemed to want to say something, but the girl only looked straight ahead. The horses then dashed out like bullets upon the sound of the pistol. Of all the contestants, the two were obviously the focus. She started out with a lead as usual, but this time she was not going to let the same mistake repeat. The young man was right behind her and across the curves, they crossed the finish line together—so close that the judge couldn't tell who was the first.
By the time the crowd scattered, it was already dusk. When the young man walked out of the empty field, he found her there all alone. In fact, she was actually waiting for him. Her laughter was like a refreshing autumn wind, and he asked: "Dare to win the race, but too timid to win my heart?", in which she reached out her hand for him. It was as warm as the autumn sun.
The recolor descriptions of Crimson Cavalier describes the story from the young man's perspective. It turns out that when he was 7, his teacher brought the girl and made him taste the feel of 3 losses in a row. She was 5 years old back then. They had a short talk about it but apparently, she forgot about it a long time ago.
They met each other again 10 years later on a match. The moment he saw her, he knew he never forgot her. She was as elegant as the ballet, as gallant as the stallion; he obsessed over her. He won the match, but he didn't know what to say, because as the winner, he was the only one who had no place in comforting her. He felt he had done something wrong. He thought that she might already know what he thinks, but what would she think of him now after robbing her victory? Regardless, back at the autumn match, he gave it his all. He had decided to tell her how he felt about her once the match ended.
After getting together, she always said that she had never won him, but she didn't know that she did a long, long time ago.
Name by ServerEdit
|International (English)||Crimson Cavalier||N/A|
|China (Simplified)||绯红骑士 (fēihóng qíshì)||Scarlet Knight|
|Southeast Asia (English)||N/A||N/A|