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- Igvarge couldn’t understand why the dark-elf girl was apologizing, but before the question mark could appear over his head, she waved a staff that looked like it was made of ebony.
- Plants became chains and restrained him.
- His whole body shuddered in shock.
- I’m a mythril-rank adventurer and I can’t resist this brat’s spell?
- He put all his strength into escaping the bonds, but he couldn’t budge. His chest tight with panic, he barked a bluff with all his might. “You little bitch! If you don’t cancel that this instant I’m gonna kill you! Argh!”
- ***
- Volume 3, Chapter 3.5
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