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... sword in a thick leather scabbard hung from his waist and he grasped a short spear in his right hand.
Although he had remonstrated with his younger brother, the regret and anger in his heart was no less than Nilgif’s.
He had been prepared to bear eternal dishonour and had fought. Because there was something that he wanted to protect even in exchange of his own reputation. But in the blink of an eye, Garda had turned it into ashes.
When he thought of the people’s anguish, ...
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