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... e curious glances constantly being thrown her way by the marching Knight Templars, Miss White Fox pressed her hand to her forehead. She glanced at the grey-clad swordsman, who had just raised his head under the flickering torchlight, his face filled with sincerity.
“First, the most important question: why do you think… that I’m a swordmaster?”
After what seemed like a moment of serious thought, Mr. Dead Soul nodded and asked in return:
“Hmm… during the chaos caused by the ...
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