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... the ruined mansion, illuminating the inside.
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A shudder was felt in the worn-out wooden box along with the dropped knight’s head.
Looking at the trembling wooden box, Lutheon sat down on a pile of stones nearby.
I wiped my bloodstained hands and spear with water from the water bag to wash them away.
“Fate is such a strange thing. My strict father always treated the eldest son favorably and ignored my talent.”
It wasn’t until after I even washe ...
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