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... was quite good-natured and never spoke ill of anyone.
“You.”
Leaning against the sword he held with its scabbard planted vertically on the ground, the teacher called Enkrid.
“Go back to the village. If you hate farming, serve in the village militia. You might even become a Militia Captain.”
Had he listened to those words from the teacher who had his fill of the sword, things might have been a little better.
But he didn't.
A single phrase that he he ...
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