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... was then that Ian saw the dagger handle protruding from Philip's left shoulder and quickly looked up.
“...!” Beyond the blurry black trail, Alfwyn, who had thrown the dagger used by the maids, became clear. As Ian's eyes turned dark with anger, a terrified scream and the sound of gagging came from the gardener behind him.
“Ugh—”
Ian hesitated and turned around. The gardener, surrounded by smoke, was struggling and turning. Vines were crawling back together, reforming into ...
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