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... was about to swing my dagger at the knight’s neck.
I had no choice but to stop before I could even thrust my dagger.
It wasn't because of guilt over the murder.
I had already seen countless bloodbaths and had become accustomed to it.
Nor was it because I was overwhelmed by the knight’s spirit and couldn't swing my sword.
It was simply because I had decided that I shouldn’t swing my sword.
Behind the knight,
From there, a tremendous force wa ...
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