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... “!”
Rishe stuffed the divine bow to Oliver’s hands and also ran toward the altar.
She has ignored the dizziness and nausea just now.
I averted the Archbishop’s actions. As for the rest…
She could see Arnold’s back, walking toward the Archbishop with his sword in hand.
The sound of his footsteps amplified the tense atmosphere in the hall.
The dozen or so monks who had their bows at the ready had fled like spiderlings.
“Your Highness Arnold! ...
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