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It was late at night.
“You leaving?”
Karyl paused as he heard someone approach and turned around.
“How’s your arm?” he asked nonchalantly, looking at the man standing there as though he had expected his visit.
“As you can see… Well, Sir Kadin Luer managed to cauterize my wound, so I’m not in any pain.” Darryl Harian lifted his robed arm to reveal the stump of his hand, giving a faint smile.
“So where are you going?” Darryl asked again.
“Why do you want to know?”
“You assigned me the duty of a historian, did you not? Even if it’s kept secret from the public, to future generations, this will become a part of history.”
Despite Karyl’s frosty tone, Darryl Harian still wore his usual affable expression.
“Are you going to find the remaining Godslayers?”
When Karyl responded with nothing but a cold stare, Darryl simply shrugged.
“I merely took a guess. I figured you already have the names of all Ten Godslayers in your head, but only six came to the tomb. If you count yourself in, that still leaves three unaccounted for. And if you’re moving in the dead of night, alone at that, I can only assume you’re going to search for them in secrecy.”
“Were you spying on us?”
“Haha, of course not. I only heard the numbers from...
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