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Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (LN) - Volume 22 - Chapter 14




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Chapter Fourteen: Known Vassal Weapon Heroes

We reached the path that Ren and his party were using to patrol the sanctuary. They had probably faced the same kind of attack that we had: trapped in a cage to prevent escape with a dragon Sanctuary over the top. I could only pray that they were safe. We hurried in the direction Raph-chan indicated. It didn’t take long to see the same kind of cage that had held us.

“Raphtalia!” I shouted.

“Okay!” she replied. I launched Attack Support at the cage and Raphtalia cut into it with a skill. We rushed through the hole and into the cage itself. We found Ren, Eclair, and Chick all breathing hard, badly wounded, and standing in formation to protect Wyndia and Melty from further enemy attacks. The sword Melty was holding was creating a wall of wind, offering further protection. I guessed Raph-chan had managed to reach us thanks to that Filo-based sword. But even these defenses weren’t enough to protect completely against an incoming hail of spear attacks. All of them were bleeding from multiple locations.

“Naofumi!” Melty said, her expression brightening as she noticed our arrival. “Naofumi and the others are here!”

“That’s good,” Ren managed. “Nice to get some reinforcements.” There were countless spears circling around him, waiting for an opening. They had used swords with me, but now these were spears. Maybe they were worried about Ren, the Sword Hero, copying one of their deadly weapons.

“Reinforcements?” exclaimed one of their enemies. They looked to have a similar composition to the group we had fought against: one with the axe, another with the gauntlets, a wolf demi-human, a tiger therianthrope, and another that looked like a human. Piensa was apparently a mixed nation of humans and demi-humans. It looked like the human was in charge of this group.

“The Shield Hero?! I thought the first squad took care of them!” the human said.

“Would you believe us if I told you we drove our friends off?” I asked. That shut their leader up for a moment. I could see the cogs turning.

“They’re here, so we have to deal with them!” said the one with the gauntlets. “I’ll handle it!”

“Hold on!” said the leader, but it was too late. The Gauntlets Hero—who was dressed in clothing a lot like Fohl—closed in and unleashed a series of skills at me.

“Air Strike Rush V! Second Rush V! Torrid Rush V! Moonlight Kick V! Boldest Boulder-Busting Body Blow V!” he shouted in a sequence I had definitely seen before. Fohl had used the same combination when I was sparring with him. I blocked the spears flying toward me with my shields while taking the impact from each Gauntlet strike on my main shield, dampening, deflecting, or dismissing each attack.

“Impossible! He’s reading my every move!” the Gauntlets Hero exclaimed.

“You know we have one of you guys too?” I said.

“Yes, but that’s no reason to give up!” the enemy Gauntlets Hero replied, glancing over at the one with the axe—a short, stocky girl—and signaling her with his eyes. A hockey mask appeared. I’d seen this trick before as well.

“Jason Murder X!” the Gauntlets Hero shouted. Yep, I’d definitely seen this! This version looked more powerful than the one Armor had used. Slashes from what looked like a red chainsaw were attacking everyone around us.

“Get down!” I shouted. This attack had something of a fixed trajectory. I ducked down to avoid it and then grabbed the arm of the Gauntlets Hero.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” he asked. “Turtle Crush X!” He used his other arm to unleash a skill on me. I felt the impact coming and knew what kind of skill it was. I used life force to redirect it back into my opponent, but I was lacking enhancements in this time. It still caused me some damage.

“A counter?” the Gauntlets Hero said with a grunt, blood exploding from his mouth. He gritted his teeth and punched at me so hard again it looked like he wanted to shatter his own arm.

“Let go! Crescent Break X!” This came from the Axe Hero, who jumped toward me to protect the Gauntlets Hero while swinging her axe in a wide arc. It was a powerful attack that left a crescent moon shape in the air as it came down.

“I won’t back down!” Raphtalia shouted.

“Don’t forget about us!” Ruft added. S’yne and Shadow shouted too, all of them using their own weapons to stop the axe and knock it away.

“Keep the pressure on!” Melty shouted, raising her sword. Wyndia, Raph-chan, and Chick all shouted their agreement and transitioned into some cooperation magic.

“Filo! Lend me your strength across time! Mother Earth, pure flow of the Dragon Vein, lead those who wish to live, and bring us power! Dragon Vein! Hear our petition and grant it! As the source of your power, we implore you! Let the true way be revealed once more! Give us the power to overcome the obstacles before us! Intense Cooperation Magic: Thunder God!” Melty incanted. Their combined magic appeared in the air above them, raining lightning similar to Judgment down on the Piensa forces!

“Lightning magic? Take this!” the leader shouted, working out the effect of the incoming attack and then spreading out some of that cloth that bent space. The falling lightning hit the cloth and then stopped, vanishing in the air. What a pain in the ass.

“We expected that!” Melty shouted, slashing her sword to the side. Chick squawked as well, flapping her wings. Blades of wind slashed out that were mixed with droplets of poison.

“Nice try!” the tiger said, spinning his spear skillfully to catch all the incoming droplets. It might have poisoned him if they had landed . . . but then the tiger put a hand to his mouth. His face was pale. “Is this . . . blood?” Raph-chan and Chick had knowing smiles on their faces. A purplish mist appeared around the Piensa forces. It looked like Chick had been quietly dispersing her poison as Raph-chan had been concealing it. We had a ninja sucking up enemy blood and using it like a weapon and Ren throwing out attacks left and right. Raph-chan and Chick were showing them how a real ninja rolled.

“I’m zenzing an unzettling prezence!” Shadow said. “Where’z it coming from? Zomeone iz making fun of me!”

“If you can tell that much about it, you don’t need to look any further than Mr. Naofumi,” Raphtalia quipped. He seemed to have an impressive sixth sense, but this wasn’t the time to deal with it.

“They’re using poison mist!” one of the enemies shouted.

“We have some healing spray!” another replied. “Deploy it at once!” They seemed ready for anything. The wolf demi-human got out a canister and stamped down on it, spreading a mist around the Piensa forces.

“Go! Gae Bolg Custom!” shouted someone from the Piensa forces, throwing out a horde of spears. They were targeting . . . Melty and Wyndia!

“Melty!” I cried out. Eclair and the others were also shouting her name. Eclair had been fighting alongside Ren, but she broke off and dashed toward Melty. Shadow repelled one of the Axe Hero’s attacks and then did the same.

“Wyndia!” I shouted. I sent out Attack Support and then dashed over to protect Melty. Ren slashed into the spears with a roar in order to protect Wyndia.

“Shooting Star Sword X! Phoenix Gale Blade X!” he shouted. He scattered stars from his two swords to send the spears flying as he charged in, surrounded by fire.

“Shield Prison!” I protected the two girls with a cage of shields.

“Powder Snow!” Raphtalia shouted. She unleashed a skill that forcibly extracted the magic of an opponent on the Gauntlets Hero. He grunted as it took effect.

“You won’t take us alive! Tornado Axe X!” the girl with the axe shouted. She spun around like a tornado as she closed in to protect the Gauntlets Hero from Raphtalia. “Bedrock Breaker X!” With a heavy thunk, the axe smashed out a crater and an earthquake rippled out. Raphtalia leapt backward to avoid the attack. Then the Axe Hero grabbed the Gauntlets Hero and fell back. She was working to save her ally.

Even as that happened, Ren was incanting magic.

“Liberation Magic Enchant!” he shouted, gathering the residue from Melty’s cooperation magic into his sword. “Lightning Sword!” Then he unleashed it. Lightning crackled around his blade. Ren glared the enemy down. He looked like a brave and powerful hero. He was a flashy swordsman out of his own adolescent dreams. Looking at him in action, I could tell he wanted to graduate from that aspect of his personality. He had things he was good at and things I relied on him for.

“Lightning . . . Hundred Swords X!” Ren raised his sword and countless blades wreathed in lightning rained down around him. The Piensa forces were using those same cloths to deal with the rain of swords. The Axe Hero was just smashing them away. But she couldn’t handle them all and was bleeding from numerous places.

“The Sword Hero . . . is so hard to fight!” the Axe Hero said through gritted teeth. She was glaring at Ren.

“Naofumi, about those two,” Ren said.

“Yeah. Those are vassal weapons, aren’t they?” I said.

“Looks like it,” Ren said with a nod. “They’ve handled some of the attacks I launched as though they’ve seen them before.”

“That goes both ways,” the Axe Hero said. She was listening in on our conversation. “You have a Gauntlets Hero among your allies.”

“And he’s better than your guy,” I said. I’d only taken a few blows from the guy, but it felt like he didn’t have any life force training. I’d been able to damage him by using a reverse of the defense- ignoring or defense-rating attacks and sending it back to him. Fohl would have discharged that and let it flow away. He was definitely better in that regard. The weight of the weapons might be a factor too, but that could be down to a difference in support magic.

“I’m not going to let you write him off that easily,” the Axe Hero said, “but I have to admit . . . you’re strong.”

“Has your holy weapon hero been taken hostage too?” I asked directly. Her reply was silence, just like the first two. When she eventually spoke, it was just the normal bluster again.

“For the sake of our world, and the sake of our hero, we can’t lose here,” she said. I decided to try something. It couldn’t hurt.

“Can you tell us the power-up method for the axe?” I asked. It was a vassal weapon from a different world, but maybe we could use the seven star weapon axe power-up method to enhance Ren. That was something that the shield couldn’t do.

“Naofumi, that was too blunt,” Ren said.

“It’s muscle enhancement,” the girl replied. “The details are complicated. It would take time to explain.” That was interesting. Any enemy we asked in the future would have shot that down at once. In that respect, I much preferred this time period with its serious heroes who fought with a sense of duty. “I’ll tell you what I can—”

“Enough wasting time with chatter!” the Piensa leader cut in, earning a glare from me. She had just been about to spill the beans! “Retreat! I’m not happy with this result, but we’ve managed to cause some injuries. Now we just need to wait for them to weaken and then come back. The only way to heal those wounds is to come to Piensa. I hope you make the right decision.” The countless spears returned to the leader’s hands while the Axe Hero lifted the Gauntlet’s Hero onto her back and rushed away as well. Then they used the same kind of cloth as the first squad to vanish completely.

A bunch of new heroes had shown up as reinforcements, after all. They had no idea what else might happen. A tactical retreat made sense for them, especially if (they thought) they’d caused incurable wounds.

“They backed off,” I said. “That’s pretty different from all the brain-dead resurrected and religious cults we’ve been fighting up until now.” They were heroes and soldiers thinking about winning the war, not the battle. Their reactions were also totally different from when I dropped that monster train on them during our prior conflict. Fighting at this more personal level, they would be a force to be reckoned with. They had these strange weapons too. They probably hadn’t used the swords because they were scared of Ren copying them. Even if they had been rigged to self-destruct if they fell into enemy hands, all Ren had to do was grab one during the fighting, copy it, and everything could turn in our favor.

“We survived, but they’ve deployed some annoying new faces,” Melty bemoaned.

“Looks like the ones who assume the name of god are pretty worried about us,” I commented. “They’ve taken the heroes from other worlds hostage to make their vassals fight us.” I explained everything we had learned while I healed Ren and the others.

“An efficient way to fight an opponent who possesses the ability to kill them,” Melty replied. “Really lowers the risk to their eternal stinking lives.”

“They use the same dirty tactics in the future,” I said. It felt like we were dealing with the same shit back there. After we killed one of them, maybe they had switched their approach to prevent any more deaths. It sounded plausible. They had also seemed to enjoy a big theatrical performance, so it did feel a bit different.

“It seems Piensa—and those behind them—want to cause incurable wounds to us and use that as leverage to take things in their desired direction,” Melty said.

“Yeah. Either kill us outright or threaten us into working for them,” I replied.

“For that to work, though, their incurable weapons have to actually be functioning,” Melty pointed out.

“Right. I’m sure they have some backup plans if they discover the weapons aren’t working,” I said. I could heal the wounds, which was definitely something, but they would still prove deadly to almost anyone else inflicted with them.

“If we let the other nations know that Piensa has joined forces with the ones who assume the name of god, we might be able to form our own alliance, but that wouldn’t be easy,” Melty pondered. She made the same expression Trash did when thinking about a tricky operation.

“I’m sure some of them would sign up for it, but more of them would be too scared of the ones pulling the strings and choose to surrender rather than fight,” Raphtalia concluded. It didn’t sound like an effective solution. We also didn’t want to have to answer questions about why my allies and I—the only ones who could actually kill this terrible evil Piensa had shacked up with—were avoiding direct conflict. Piensa might make a big thing about it or they might not. We needed to work with Mamoru to narrow down our strategy a little more.

One thing we had definitely learned was that we’d moved beyond the point where extracting the Bow Hero would solve this problem.

“A shame we didn’t get the details of the power-up method from that axe girl,” Ren said.

“Even if we did, we don’t know it would have been the same as the axe in the future,” I told him.

“That’s an issue, sure,” he admitted. Power-up methods didn’t respond unless you were absolutely sure. We would need definitive proof that both the present and future axe had the same power-up method . . . “But the holy weapon hero they believe in is the Sword Hero, for sure.”

“No doubt about that,” I agreed. Serious fighting against actual heroes, not resurrected, would be such a pain in the ass. I didn’t want to consider it. It would be great if we could find some common ground like we had with Glass and L’Arc, but that would be difficult if their holy weapon hero had been taken hostage. There were some gaps we could exploit—the fact they were doing this under duress and the fact we had the means to resist the ones doing the threatening. If we could rescue the hostage, they might well immediately side with us. “Defending isn’t enough anymore; we need to go on the attack.”

“Indeed. They seem to be prioritizing you over the sanctuary now,” Melty said.

“What about everyone else?” I asked. “I bet they would come for Fohl too.”

“I’m worried. Let’s go!” Raphtalia said. We headed out to check on the other patrol groups and the village.

“Hey! Is everyone okay?” I shouted as we returned to the village. There were signs of fighting. A bloody Fohl was slumped at the entrance with Mikey behind him. Mamoru, Rat, and Holn were tending to everyone.

“Hey, Brother. We’re okay. No loss of life. They attacked with their strange weapons, as we expected. We held them off for a while and then a flare went up in the distance and they retreated,” Fohl explained. I checked Fohl’s wounds. He looked like he had some incurable ones.

“Their plan was to injure and weaken, surely,” Holn said. “The future Shield Hero also drove off the ones attacking him, correct? They seemed to be in contact with their other allies.”

“I’m not surprised,” I said. “Were there any vassal weapon heroes among your attackers?”

“No. You saw some?” Holn asked in surprise. It sounded like we were only facing four of them. When we beat our group and then rushed over to help Ren, they must have made the decision for a full retreat.

“We’ll get to that. I need to heal everyone first. Gather everyone with incurable wounds together. Best to handle this in one shot,” I said. We decided to get into further discussion after the incurable wounds had been dealt with. “At least not many of you got hurt.” Fohl and Holn had taken the bulk of the injuries. None of the others were especially badly hurt.

“Mikey was pretty good at protecting people who were about to get hurt,” Rat explained. His clay-like body gave him excellent defensive properties. He did look a bit reduced in size though.

“Raph,” said Mikey.

“The prototype Mikey vests also did a good job protecting everyone wearing them,” Rat added. She pointed at a pile of them that were discarded after the combat ended. It looked like a mountain of reddish lumps of flesh.

“They still broke through and focused their attacks to strip the armor away,” Holn said. “I’m just happy it wasn’t worse than this.” I might have done better with some of that armor myself, but considering the volume of attacks I had suffered, it wouldn’t have made much difference. Any protection I was wearing would just have been chopped up too. “With all of these injuries to examine, it will help my research.”

“If you find a good counter, we need to get the information out there,” I said.

“I’ll do the best I can,” Holn confirmed.

“What about you, Mamoru?” I asked him.

“Well . . . we were in the middle of infiltrating Piensa when the Raph species started to get worked up about something. We hurried back and took part in the battle,” he explained. It sounded like they hadn’t been attacked themselves. They had still been sneaking around—they probably hadn’t been spotted at that point.

“The power of Filolia drove our enemies away!” Filolia exclaimed. She looked pretty happy with herself. I wondered what she had done. “It’s a hard life having such a worthless sister.”

“Please, don’t get too carried away,” R’yne said pretty halfheartedly. I pointed over at Filolia and Mamoru gave a wry smile.

“She shot out feathers from her wings, which confused the auto tracking on their weapons. That, combined with the Mikey protection, allowed us to put up a good fight. We only failed to keep Fohl safe because he was fighting on the very front line,” Mamoru explained. Her feathers were treated as magic, making them a convenient form of attack that wasn’t bound by rules regarding weapons.

Then Natalia and the Water Dragon came over.

“This is a critical situation. As both a pacifier and a vassal weapon hero, I can confirm that Piensa has crossed the line,” Natalia declared.

“What about the Bow Hero?” I asked.

“He will still have a chance to explain himself, but I see little chance for him to talk his way out of this. Siding with Piensa makes him an enemy of the world. They have gone too far,” Natalia said. Piensa had the advantage, but that was only because the ones who assume the name of god were involved in all this. My allies and I had been the secret weapon Siltran had been holding, and now Piensa had some vassal weapon heroes in pretty much the same position. The brief chat we had shared had revealed the complexity of the situation. We were in Siltran because we couldn’t get back to our original time, and our holy weapon heroes hadn’t been taken hostage.

“We need to be careful,” the Water Dragon cautioned. “The fighting is only going to escalate from here.”

“Indeed,” Natalia agreed.

“I’m interested in why the Bow Hero didn’t show up,” I said.

“True,” Natalia said. “It made things easier for us without him around, but it makes you think.”

“There’s a reason he didn’t show up,” I continued for her. From what Mamoru and Raphtalia had said about him, he didn’t seem completely without promise. It was possible he had been imprisoned, or even killed, for speaking out against the direction Piensa was taking.

I really hoped Piensa weren’t that stupid. They would need him to enhance their forces, if nothing else—even if those vassal weapons were the seven star weapons from the future, and they could perform some enhancement themselves. There were power-ups that Ren and I couldn’t use. And the power-ups they were using were being reflected in Ren’s power-ups. I thought for a moment about which power-up methods Ren was using on our allies. The staff was magic, the gauntlets were skills, and the projectile involved using money to increase the weapon upgrade limit. The axe was some kind of physical enhancement, we had learned. The effects were likely similar to the whip. If the ones who assume the name of god were involved in this, who knew how many worlds we would be facing enemies from? They probably wanted to confirm whether we were connected to the God Hunters or not. It didn’t feel good being under the microscope like this.

“How are your investigations going, Mamoru?” I asked.

“Even inside Piensa, they are only claiming to have introduced some new technology that is giving them an edge. We need to dig a little deeper,” Mamoru replied. They hadn’t made much progress yet. This was something that was going to take time.

“At the same time, we need to work on obtaining the carriage vassal weapon and going to the world of the sword and spear,” I confirmed. The heroes being held hostage were probably on their home world. Holy weapon heroes had difficulty traveling between worlds without special permission. The ones who assume the name of god might have dragged them here against their will, of course. We couldn’t give up on recusing the hostages, wherever they were being held.

“We’d have a lot less trouble if you could cross to the sword world with a wave summons, Ren,” I mused.

“I feel you. I’ve been thinking the same thing,” he replied, his hand on his sword. These weapons could be such a pain in the ass. Sometimes I thought they were just messing with us on purpose. They really had something against doing what we wanted.

“If the weapons wanted to get in the way more than they have already, then what? They could prevent us from leaving this world?” I pondered. Mamoru was the hero in this time. If the shield still refused to let me leave, I’d order Atla to give the Shield Spirit a good kicking.

It felt like the gemstone on my shield flickered. Either the spirit was begging for me to call Atla off, or Atla was letting me know I only had to give the order.

“We might be able to sneak over in the chaos during a wave,” I pondered. The ones causing the waves had placed a target on our backs, however, so it seemed unlikely they would let us get away with that. I wouldn’t, if I was in their position. They might wait until they had a way to deal with us, then cause a wave to finish us off. I wasn’t going to wait for that either.

“Mamoru, Filolia. Have you made a decision about Fitoria?” I asked. Filolia flushed red at my question and looked down at the ground.

“Suddenly getting a daughter . . . and then putting such a cruel burden on her. I don’t want to accept it . . . but Fitoria wishes for this to happen, so I can try,” Filolia said.

“Sounds like we’re a go,” Holn commented. She took out what looked like a Dragon Emperor Core and passed it to Mamoru. “I was planning on overseeing you making this, but we need all the time we can get, so I went ahead.”

“Holn . . .” Mamoru said.

“I’ve packed in everything I could imagine you would have done, Mamoru, if you were making your child with Filolia,” Holn explained.

“Is there anything you can’t make?” I asked from the sidelines.

“I’ve adapted the Dragon Emperor’s inheritance system and the tech I used for Natalia’s hammer. It’s not what you’d call a soul. It’s more like something that will accelerate Fitoria’s advancement into self-awareness,” Holn explained. She wanted to bring down dragons as the most powerful monsters, but backing up that attitude had required a lot of study of those very monsters. That allowed her to apply all sorts of different techniques. “If you activate this crystal while performing a ritual in front of the carriage vassal weapon, it should be automatically adjusted to select her as the holder of the carriage vassal weapon.”

“Okay. Let’s get back to the sanctuary and pick up the carriage. There’s no more time to waste,” I said. In that moment, a wave of dizziness washed over me.

“Naofumi, are you okay?” Ren exclaimed.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I lost a lot of blood, and so I’m not back to full strength yet. I need a little longer, that’s all,” I replied. I’d fetched some rucolu fruit from the village stores and was wolfing them down. They were packed with nutrients that only I could unlock—for me, these were better than most medicine.

“I’m not sure I approve,” Ren said.

“Mr. Naofumi, please stop pushing yourself so hard,” Raphtalia added.

“I’ll be careful,” I told them. “We’re just going to see a man about a carriage. Nothing to it.”

“If you say so,” Raphtalia replied.

“We should also pick up Keel from the Siltran dragon hourglass,” I mentioned.

“Keel really proved her worth,” Raphtalia said.

“She certainly did,” I replied. We swung by to pick up Keel, finding her healed and happy. Her tail whipped from side to side as she leapt toward us.

“Bubba! Everyone! Did things go okay without me?” she asked. I picked her up for once—it couldn’t hurt sometimes—and she started licking my face. She really was a dog!

“Yeah, nothing to report. What about you?” I asked.

“I’m still sore all over, but I can move around again,” Keel yipped.

“If you aren’t fully recovered, don’t push yourself too hard,” I cautioned her.

“I don’t want to miss anything because of this,” she replied.

“I heard what you did,” Fohl said. “Good work.”

“Bubba Fohl, beast transformation really hurt! How do you put up with it?” Keel asked.

“I don’t do it all that often, but did it really hurt that badly?” Fohl asked. Holn stepped in at that point and started to question Keel.

“My estimates suggest it shouldn’t place too much stress on you. What did you do?” Holn asked.

“Bubba lent me some strength,” Keel replied.

“I had to use the cursed shield. It can be useful in a crisis,” I said.

“Not surprised that caused some stress,” Holn replied.

“I was filled with power too! But it felt kind of horrible . . . like I hated everyone. That’s your trump card, huh, Bubba?” Keel said. It sounded like Keel had experienced some of the mental pollution from the Shield of Wrath. I was glad she hadn’t been infected by the curse herself, but the blowback had still been harsh on her. “Now if I could maintain that strength for longer . . .” Keel said, looking at me with expectations on her face.

“I’d prefer it if you found a different way to get stronger,” I said. Then I had a thought. “Are you okay with not getting turned into a cerberus?” I asked. She had been told she’d never be able to change back after transforming once, but she performed the beast transformation anyway.

“I’m fine. If I can obtain that strength and power, I’m fine,” Keel said. I still didn’t think it was the best approach.

“We should at least run some tests,” Holn said. “We need to make sure the stress of this isn’t causing any other issues.”

“You finally see how dangerous your experiments are?” Rat said, homing in on Holn.

“Greater output than the individual can support is not a good idea,” Holn admitted.

“You need to keep that in mind when you’re around Duke,” Rat said.

“You don’t miss a chance to put the boot in,” Holn said wryly.

“The same goes for you,” Rat replied.

“There’s a risk to Keel’s life,” I decided. “We won’t use it again until Holn and Rat finish their tests.”

“Okay,” Keel finally said. “I’ll toughen up.” This had been a good learning opportunity for her. I wanted her to continue to grow and to learn the meaning of our fight.

“You need to take better care of yourself,” Raphtalia said.

“That’s rich, coming from you, Raphtalia! Everyone in the village is always thinking the same thing about you guys!” Keel shot back.

“She’s got us there,” I replied. We always did whatever it took to win, however crazy. Keel had taken notice.

We ended the discussion and moved things back to the sanctuary.





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