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... carriage, reappeared before us as suddenly as he had left.
Unlike his first arrival, he did not look relaxed this time.
His face was slightly reddened, and the veins on his temple throbbed faintly, as if he had forced himself to remain calm. In one hand, he held a condensed lump of mana—so dense and violent that even I, who was no stranger to magic, felt a chill run down my spine.
That thing... if released carelessly, it could easily blow away the entire Kraus Castle. ...
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