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When the prizes were being awarded, Jacob hid in his cloak and hurried to disappear from the tournament venue, while Baron Arnold von Blankenfels collapsed to the ground, face down, and began to pound the ground with his fists, sobbing.
— Nooo! Now it’s all over! The old hag won’t let me step outside the city! I’ll never see the lovely smile of the charming Alessia or the slender legs of the shy Eir again!
— Nooo! Now it’s all over! The old hag won’t let me step outside the city! I’ll never see the lovely smile of the charming Alessia or the slender legs of the shy Eir again!