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Whatever, he's just an unknown assassin. He takes on jobs and gets by day to day. Who knows what tomorrow brings Maybe one day he can't do it anymore and starves in his own home. He doesn't care about what happens on the battlefield at all.,The overcast sunlight streamed in from the edge of his body, casting an eerie golden hue over the blood-soaked room.,That person glanced at the still-spouting blood fountain before them, showing no signs of alarm. Instead, they let out a breath as if suddenly understanding something.。

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