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- “You won’t get away!”
- —a familiar voice sounded from right next to Barbro, and he felt for the first time that his life was in danger.
- As his escorts drew their swords and scanned the area, figures dressed all in black slipped out of the shadows. Their faces were masked, but their sharp eyes glittered.
- “We are the Goblin Assassin Squad under General Enri! This will surely be the last time we who lurk in shadows come into the light.”
- And there was one more.
- He appeared, as if he couldn’t help himself, in a red hat, iron shoes, and a scythe, like a god of death.
- “I am one of the Goblin Guards—the Thirteen Redcaps serving under General Enri. Well, I guess there’s not really a reason for me to be here, but…”
- “Guard His Highness! Sound the gong for withdrawal!”
- “Not so fast!”
- A shadow moved. At least, that was all Barbro could make out.
- One of the knights vanished from the neck up, and his blood spurted out like a fountain.
- When his brain comprehended what he was looking at, Barbro spurred his horse into a gallop. He was no longer at leisure to fret about who would flee first. He was standing on the razor’s edge between life and death.
- ***
- Volume 9, Chapter 3.3
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