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“Damn it.”

He wasn’t in a rush, nor was he running. He walked out the gate, opening it like he was simply watching a group of monsters charge.

Behind him, the Luchi brothers followed. The older brother, Luchi, was always muttering “Damn it,” like a bad habit.

He did the same now.

“Damn it, be careful. Those things are up to something.”

Luchi was wearing studded leather armor with chains added around his waist, making a clinking sound with every step as he followed Enkrid.

The Luchi brothers were strong but not exactly clever.

“Damn it. I came here to buy a crossbow, and now I’m stuck in some colony war.”

There were some things that could never be fixed, even if you beat them senseless. And frankly, Luchi didn’t even care to fix them.

There were many soldiers with loose lips, and Luchi’s constant “Damn it” was at least considered moderate compared to others.

“If we’re gonna fight those man-faced dogs, the damn horses will rush in on us!”

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