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261. Striking Softly Doesn’t Turn a Blade into Cotton

“Did you enjoy your time as a recruitment officer? Found anyone promising?”

At the familiar question from his old friend, the rapier swordsman nodded.

“There was one.”

“…Really?”

It wasn’t like him to make such a comment lightly.

The last person this friend had ever described as “promising” had been an exceptional talent, even among prodigies.

In an empire teeming with geniuses, those who received this man’s recognition were rare indeed.

And now he spoke so casually? How could that not spark interest?

Hadn’t he said he’d been wandering the kingdom’s territories on the continent?

For the man before him, this recruitment assignment had been a sort of vacation.

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