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Chapter 133 – Spring Holds Magic

Andrew and Mac raised their swords.

Between them, Enri continuously drew the string of the short bow he had brought instead of a crossbow.

Whenever he saw an opening, he shot.

If an enemy approached him by chance or if he found a fallen foe on the ground, he struck their skull with a hand axe.

Thunk!

Unlike Rem, he couldn’t split a head open in one blow, but that didn’t mean his enemies’ heads remained intact.

Fractured skulls, blood seeping through the gaps of helmets, eyes filled with resentment or despair—

They looked just like the beasts he had hunted.

Enri turned his gaze away from the sight.

Such sentiments were a luxury on the battlefield.

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