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... he tried, it was meaningless.
No matter how hard you try, all that will be seen is the results.
“Kilik, you’re holding the blade wrong. You can’t do delicate carvings like tha――”
"...Shut up, brother. I don't have the talent."
His brother spoke while looking at the carving Kilik had abandoned.
Kilik was born into a family of craftsmen who carved carriages for nobles and merchants――decorating the walls and wheels of carriages.
It wasn't that he was ...
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