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... h city wall and stood behind the parapet. With timidity and firmness in his eyes, he stared at the wilderness in the mist.

"What happened?" Beorn, who was as tall as a giant, quickly grabbed a galloping militiaman and asked.

"I don't know, my lord... the watchtower's alarm bell has sounded, we have to climb up the city wall to defend." After the militiaman finished speaking quickly, he saluted Beorn in a hurry and immediately ran towards his position.

"Hey! Damn? Someone inv ...

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