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... ith rage. His entire existence was nothing more than the product of his ancestors' obsession—that was his so-called purpose. Yet, to him, that purpose meant nothing at all.
Even with his throat crushed by a kick, he still managed to force out words. In a way, the vitality of a first-class Adventurer was absurdly stubborn.
But that voice… carried only a deeper note of sorrow.
Bell gave him a casual glance, clearly unmoved by what he had just said.
"Mm. Which is why ...
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