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Urien furrowed his brow in thought, staring at the fried rice before him.
He couldn’t remember how many years he had stayed away from meat. Maybe 30 years, maybe 50, or maybe it was after he had caught a band of ogres devouring villagers—he was only 20 at that time.
He had killed those hideous monsters. After several years, he went to the Demon Islands, and almost slaughtered the whole ogre tribe.
He still remembered that scene even after nearly 100 years. Norm ...
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