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... s they had set up were meticulously marked.

"All of these earthen walls were constructed normally but with simple magic carved into them. After all, the material is earth, so we can't use advanced magic."

"That sounds impossible......."

It was Alfred who muttered in dismay.

"Earthen walls large enough to protect 10,000 soldiers? Do you mean to tell me that you have engraved protective markings on each one of them? Not just that. You claim that its easy, but that d ...

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