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... ertainty in hostility, wanting to kill it just because he wanted the material wasn’t something an average human should think of. But still, wouldn’t it be all right since they are the Mahwa Tribe? If it were really the phoenix, he should have treated it with respect, but it is the evil itself that almost destroyed the continent in the past, so wouldn’t it be fine?

―Are you hesitating, human?

“What…?”

As Evan was distressed by his thoughts, the phoenix sneered and spoke as i ...

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“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

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