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“Ah, my story is very similar to yours,” the girl said with a sly smile. “You know, my mother taught at the Academy, training future wizards, and my father, like yours, was involved in trade. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a knack for magic, and I never got along with business, but at the same time, I really loved guns. And then everything happened just like with you.” Whether this story was true or just a lie was anyone’s guess. Changing the subject, Lucina showed the elf her pistol. “This toy, ‘butterfly,’ as I call it, was custom-made by one of my acquaintances. It may not be a powerful weapon, but it’s very beautiful. It suits me, don’t you think?”