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A droplet of blood forms at the tip of my sword.

A red line was drawn on the iron fortress that no one, not even Yuri, could harm, and it began to drip with blood.

-Tudu…

I cut off Olaf’s arm and smiled as I looked at his face.

“I did it.”

I finally closed the gap that seemed impossible to bridge.

Was it because our compatibility was good?

Or was it because I had become stronger?

A year ago, I wouldn’t have been able to even make eye contact with my opponent, but the …