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- She leisurely removed the broadsword from her own head. Of course, there was no wound or anything left behind once it was out. About to wield it, she stopped. Rust covered the sword, and it began to crumble. She threw it away, disappointed as she remembered in her bloodthirsty brain—it was a penalty for one of her classes, cursed knight.
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- Volume 3, Chapter 2.3
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