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... > The problem is that, once realized, some people feel as if their bones are broken because of numbness.

"Ah……"

That's what Merlin felt now.

"Ah……"

a mere jest of words

Words that are so meaningless that you can't even remember what you said.

But what you're saying is, at this critical moment, your ankles……no, not just your ankles, but your neck?

"I…"

Shocked by the fact, Merlin couldn't even say sorry in front of Emma.

"Do ...

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