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... ught on leaves and branches which tore it to pieces.


Because they were hard to run in, she kicked off her high heels. She stepped on pebbles with her bare feet, making her face distort from the pain. Blood flowed out.


The one that was ahead of her was a female Holy Knight──Tolia.


「This way, Lumachina-sama! Once we get out of this forest, we will be able to reach the town!」


「Y, yes!」


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