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Sabioleen Tana gazed at Ellen with sorrowful eyes.
Further words were useless, which meant only one option remained.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Sabioleen Tana said softly.
“I feel the same way,” Ellen replied.
Their exchange revealed their mutual belief in their own superiority. It might have seemed like a childish contest of pride, but given their status as two of the continent’s strongest, it was more than just pride.
Who was stronger, Ellen Artorius or Sabioleen Tana?
They stood in silence, each measuring the other’s strength.
‘Am I stronger? Is she?’
“Ellen…” Heinrich called out, his voice tinged with nervousness.
Getting to the bottom of the Empire’s secrets was crucial, but the idea of Sabioleen Tana and Ellen clashing swords was absurd.
“It’s okay. I won’t kill her,” Ellen said with a hint of arrogance, drawing a subtle smile from Sabioleen Tana, and a worried look from Heinrich.
“You sure know how to provoke me,” Tana remarked.
“It’s not a provocation, just a fact,” Ellen replied calmly.
“If you don’t step aside now…”
Wooong…
Blue mana began to pulse around Ellen’s body.
“You’ll get hurt,” she warned.
She wasn’t going to use her sword.
Somehow, her words sounded almost endearing, which made Tana sigh.
“You’re not going to use your relics?”
The Void Sword Lament, and the Cloak of the Sun, Lapelt. She was slightly surprised that Ellen...
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