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Chapter 463 – Reflection

Stories about Oara, as radiant as sunlight, filled the conversations.

The funeral was over.

Among the townspeople, there were no loud cries of grief.

They shed tears but mourned in a calm, composed manner.

“Oara!”

Now, only the shouts in her honor remained.

“For Knight Oara!”

The voices of those left behind echoed.

Knight Oara’s will had been eternally etched into the city.

Just as every knight possesses a weapon engraved with their mark, Oara now had a city bearing her name.

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