Happy Life
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- Good luck, - the city dandy wished the villagers before leaving.
As he left the battlefield, he thought about two things: how lucky he was to be in his position this time, and not in the loser's, and what it would be like if Minerva had been in his class instead of Anelotte. These two thoughts warmed his soul so much that he didn't even notice how he returned to the gathering point at the base.
As he left the battlefield, he thought about two things: how lucky he was to be in his position this time, and not in the loser's, and what it would be like if Minerva had been in his class instead of Anelotte. These two thoughts warmed his soul so much that he didn't even notice how he returned to the gathering point at the base.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
