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Chapter 2: Must Kill
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... the coldest and deepest cell. The passage of time is imperceptible. I cannot tell whether it is day or night, yesterday or today.
Thud.
Heavy footsteps approach, accompanied by a dull noise. Familiar yet unfamiliar, the rhythmic sound of military boots.
A voice as sharp as a blade.
“It’s already been a year.”
His silhouette beyond the iron bars remained firm.
Edmon Bruindol. Once a fellow member of the knight order, he had become one of the Empire’ ...
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