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... one. Only the huts lay quietly still.
Cutting through the shortest path to get here, broken twigs and crushed leaves soiled her clothes. Yet she was not out of breath. Opening the door to the nearest hut, she frowned.
「They’re regular soldiers dressed up as bandits.」
Startled, she turned around. Someone was standing five meters away from her. She was sure she didn’t sense anyone earlier.
「I guess your hunch isn’t perfect.」
Moonlight broke through the clouds, illumin ...
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