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... hat such feelings weren’t needed? In any case, Eugene had yet to train his mana, so the magic circle didn’t change anything.

Not being able to use mana while fighting against such a large monster was quite an inconvenient problem, but it wasn’t enough of a cause for Eugene to hesitate. In his previous life, before he had ever learned the use of mana, he had fought countless trolls, ogres, and such like.

Compared to them, this minotaur was nothing to be wary of. On top of the fact ...

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