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... talking about the best knight in the north, or whatever – in short, why they were shouting such strange things.
So, I looked into the faces of Leonberg’s knights. Their gazes shifted to me and then rolled to the Teutonic Knights. They repeated this action of the eyes many times before looking squarely at me. They had shifted their eyes with such self-assured expressions that I had to laugh.
I understood; Leonberg’s knights were instinctively resentful toward the Teutons, who had ...
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