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Footsteps reverberated through the long hallway, accompanying the swift movements of a man dressed in priestly attire.
He briskly passed numerous nobles, ignoring them as mere bystanders, a departure from his usual interactions where he might have even lashed out at them.
But today was different.
"Damn it," Kermit muttered under his breath as he navigated the hallway, making his way toward the exit.
He couldn't help but curse his luck at encountering that person. 'If only I had known my life would take this turn.'
Since being enslaved by Ryuk, he found it impossible to refrain from using divine energy to heal himself.
Yet, despite attempting various remedies, even resorting to divine water, each time, his body revealed no issues.
Seeking counsel from slave merchants proved futile as they detected no anomaly within him.
