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“Wheeze… Ha…”
Keter, who reached the second floor, looked down at the trembling village chief.
“You won’t even feel the pain.”
Keter’s voice echoed down to the lower floor.
Crack! Thud.
Everyone heard the sound of something breaking and collapsing.
“Keter!”
Luke, in a fit of rage, grabbed Keter by the collar as he descended the stairs.
Keter, expressionless, calmly said, “Looks like you’ve got some energy left. If that’s the case, why don’t you go handle that corpse? Dump it in the basement.”
“Did you really kill the innocent village chief?!” Luke shouted.
“Innocent? There’s no one in this world without sin. Dig deep enough, and you’ll find plenty of people worth killing.”
Luke glared at Keter before rushing back up to the second floor in a panic.
“Ah...”
The village chief lay motionless on the ground. Though he appeared unharmed, his heart had already stopped. Luke held back his tears and carried the village chief on his back as he descended the stairs.
“Wait.”
Arbold blocked Luke's path and motioned to one of his subordinates, who then placed his hand on the village chief's neck to check for a pulse. He nodded, confirming that the chief was dead.
Then, Arbold turned to Keter.
“He seems fine on the outside. It seems like you haven't learned archery.”
“I’m from the lawless city.”
“Ah... I see!”
Arbold...
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