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—The man opened his eyes slowly when he heard the footsteps on the stairs and felt an overwhelming presence prickle his skin.
There was no anger at having his sleep disturbed. His life had always been lived on the battlefield.
Because he had always lived on the line between life and death, no matter what might happen, he could always be calm. Whether he would be in the mood to play along was another story, though.
“ ”
He gradually saw a figure come into view as it cleared the stairs. He remembered the battle aura. Likewise, he remembered the sound of the shoes and the gait. It was so recent there was no way he would forget.
But, because the opponent was the same, he thought it was strange.
I thought he was a bit smarter than that…
“ ”
“Kah!”
But that impression was erased when he saw his opponent.
Instead, the impulse that welled up inside him rang out. The man wildly mussed his red hair. And…
“I’m not gonna stop at just playin’ around with you this time.”
“ ”
He did not think it would matter, but just as a courtesy, he gave him that warning.
Hearing that, his opponent closed his eyes for a moment, but he immediately cast aside all emotions.
And then, his hand reached without hesitation, pulling the sword out of the floor and raising it.
“Knight of the Royal Guard of the Kingdom of Lugunica…Julius Juukulius.”
Saying his name, the knight dashed forward resolutely.
Reid Astrea’s eyes narrowed, and his cheeks twisted cruelly.
“As long as you keep doing that lame shit, you’re never gonna be fit to play with me.”
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