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"..."
"... Hurry, hurry up and fight."
"It's great if one dies, even better if both perish!"
"If all of you die... then I'll see if your lives truly match the achievements you boast about."
Only the shape of the mouth changed, without making any sound.
Wide-eyed, at that moment, Paris was both scared and a little excited in the bushes.
Like that old witch, that young man was also no ordinary fellow, which made it interesting.
As for whether they could really start a fight... Paris remarked that he was just thinking idly.
It was like fantasizing that an ordinary life suddenly gets interrupted with someone telling him he's actually the offspring of the Divine King living in the Mortal Realm, destined to become a legendary hero.
The chance of success was nearly nonexistent, but that didn't stop people from imagining.
