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... ops - the huge, well-positioned army of dwarves marching through the misty terrain, "Don't let the vanguards work go to waste!"

A cheer resounded, and the army moved forward with renewed vigor.

My boots stomped through the grass as I ventured deeper into the dark forest behind them, feeling a bit uneasy.

The assault was going well so far - it was turning out to be less of an assault and more of a beatdown.

Honestly, it was going too well.

While I had never ...

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‘Light of Rusbella’ was a depressing romance novel.

Wishing for a new life, Asili Rosé was reborn as the daughter of the 8th wife of the Estrian Emperor.

She thought she was born with a golden spoon, but it was actually just a gilded spoon?

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It foretold Asili’s death by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor!

[“What does the empire mean to you?” After asking this, the Crown Prince smiled so very beautifully. And then he killed me.] Unfortunately, Asili kept coming back to life, and continued to be killed over and over again. As she continued to relive her deaths, she slowly lost her smile and changed.

…Let’s try to survive first.

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“What can I do for my elder brother?”

“Well.”

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Pale sky blue hair fluttered finely in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips.

“Call my name.”

“…”

My head quickly snapped up.

“Call me… Amoru.”

His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.