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... lder.
His palm was covered in filth, and even more so, crammed with black mud. It was filthy to the extreme, but the voice of its owner was magnetic and pleasant.
"Want to learn swordsmanship?"
"I’ll teach you!"
"This is—Swift Bird Swordsmanship!"
As the words fell, Arthur felt a breeze behind him, as if something sharp aimed at his occipital.
His Death Intuition flickered rapidly!
Without thinking, Arthur’s shoulders shivered, leading to a ...
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