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... royal furniture, sat a man cross-legged on the floor.
His shirt hung loose, his back remained straight, and his hands were on his knees.
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Sitting on the ground, I looked at Orochi and tilted my head, "Now what?"
"This doesn’t look like a sword training..." I mumbled. I knew Orochi’s swords were different. In the game, they were indestructible, swift, and could not just only cut everything, but also pass through things as if ignoring their existence. ...
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