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“Henry.”
“Yes?”
“If you don’t mind, may I indulge in some personal greed?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’d like you to take this magic armor off of me.”
“Alright, but if things go south, then I’ll have to…”
“I know. If that happens, then we’ll move according to the plan.”
“Thank you.”
Valhald’s personal greed was that he wanted to take on Balak solely with his own strength. After deciding on when they would fall back on the original plan, Henry took off Valhald’s magic armor. With that, Valhald felt his body get a little heavier.
‘Well, magic sure is convenient.’
Henry’s supporting magic increased strength, speed, as well as accuracy and agility. Even without training, magic could work like a drug, turning a B-class mercenary into an average knight.
However, Valhald didn’t like relying on such unnatural powers because he believed that training prevented an unstable future and humbled an arrogant past.
As Henry stepped away, Balak asked Valhald, “It’s been around what, twenty years?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“How strange. I’ve heard that you relinquished your position as the imperial first sword.”
“That’s right.”
“You’re so hard to decipher. What’s wrong...
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