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... tall horse, wearing a black and red robe. His long white hair fluttered in the wind, giving him the aura of a noble.
He also had a bright smile on his face, and there was a faint red light in the depths of his eyes.
Facing Kant, he did not have the hatred towards an enemy.
Because in his heart, this Baron Kant and the large troop of his, would become his sacrifice. At the foot of Mountain of Death, he would complete his blood sacrifice to that supreme existenc ...
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