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Ding!
I stood there, stunned.
I failed.
The bribes hadn’t worked. My attempt to erase the soldier’s existence by stealing his sword had failed as well. The soldier remained, and so did the sword.
Did the world fill in the gap itself? Did causality restore what I took? Or maybe…
A sharp thought flashed through my mind. If items from my Inventory carried over into each new beginning, then maybe, every time the world restarted, I could reclaim the same treasures again and again.
Nevertheless, comparing Ashton’s sacred tomes to a mass-produced iron sword was absurd. It was foolish to think stealing a weapon could make a human vanish entirely. The realization stung. It hit me how much I’d relied on Isaac and the others. Shame, gratitude, regret, all tangled together inside me.
Even from the start, I’d made a grave miscalculation by assuming these soldiers were ordinary guards. They didn’t flinch at the sight of an undead. They didn’t crack even when offered gold. They didn’t utter a word about their mission. Even after I memorized every movement and attacked at...
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