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... meeting, saw the knights that were starting to get lit under the magic lamp one by one.
The knights of Albraka and Mogris were mixed together. The ground had long been muddy and dirty with messy footprints and splattered blood.
The thick snowflakes could not accumulate and instead turned into filth.
“Commander Raphlet.”
Raphlet, who was gazing at the direction of the building where Yuriel was, turned his gaze. He saw an old man approaching death.
A sense of greed an ...
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