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... thern doubted whether he had heard the system correctly.
'Did it just say... I… slain? Slain?
'Slain what?
'That couldn't be right.'
And it certainly couldn't be good.
What he had come here to do was act as bait—not outright kill the monster.
Had he overestimated it?
'It looked quite strong. I just wanted to make it mad…'
In his attempt to do so, he had conjured quite the recipe and somehow landed a one-hit kill.
It was… jaw ...
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