"Holy Techniques… They used to be such distant treasures," Kurt lamented, "If these were peaceful times, we would never have gotten the chance to come into contact with inheritances that belonged to the Holy Technique level. Nonetheless, an opportunity has arrived now."
"That's right," Lars laughed before his pupils darted towards the front suddenly.
"Oh… Farne has intercepted them up ahead."
"So soon? He always works in a timely manner," Kurt smiled as well, "I can sense that they've stopped. They've probably been surrounded so we should go there quickly. Make sure not to let the Holy Technique escape our grasp."
Both of them laughed quietly at the same time.
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Clang… Clang… Clang… Clang…
Rhythmic peals could be heard ringing across the plains continuously.
It sounded as if metallic objects were crashing against each other, making melodious but somewhat shrill noises.
