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With a sword pointed at his neck, the boy stood there lazily.
His fingers moved in swift motion as a golden glow formed on his fingertips swiftly transforming to a small dagger.
"Y-You are calling him weak, but there are so many of you out to kill him. Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"
The slightly trembling yet confident voice had him pause in his movements. The sword pointed at his neck was taken back and he tilted his head to the side.
"I will protec ...
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