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Chapter 113 – Arrival

“Alright, I’m back.”

“Today’s quota is done.”

On the third day since deployment, what began with a light provocation and escalated into a melee battle.

For three straight days, Rem went to the battlefield and returned the same way—his twin axes dripping blood, flinging crimson drops onto the ground.

Each time he stepped out, he killed exactly three enemies.

His vigorous ax swings left his foes looking like logs split apart.

Except, these “logs” were alive, spilling brains and guts when cleaved.

At the start of the skirmish, when allied and enemy forces clashed, Rem swiftly struck, split heads, and returned as if it were routine.

A commander who didn’t feel a thrill watching such feats should hand in their badge.

To those with any discernment, he was a talent they couldn’t afford to lose.

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