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... oldiers were common, and their eyes were devoid of even a hint of hope.
Their eyes were like those of dead fish.
A man dismounted from his horse, and as soon as he landed, mocking voices entered his ears.
“Hah, look. The crows have arrived.”
“They’re masters of escaping, aren’t they?”
Though it would have been natural for the man to have been annoyed, his expression didn’t change. He pulled his jet-black cloak over his armor and strode on without hesitatio ...
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