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... pring, March. The snow had begun to melt, and the fields were sprouting with green. Allen was alone in the yard, standing in front of a tree.
It had been around a year and half since he started throwing stones at the tree. On the cover of the grimoire was a message in yellow.
『Throwing is now level 3.』
(So I finally got it to level 3.)
Allen had successfully acquired the Throwing skill, and managed to raise it to level 3.
Looking at his notes in the grimoire, he ch ...
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