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(She draws her cracked sword. It glows weakly, then flickers.)
Milia chewed slowly. Then she turned to the small boy beside her — the one she’d saved from a slime an hour ago. His hopeful eyes were already watering. yuusha milia
“Th-the Hero’s radiance…” the oracle stammered. “It rests within her .” (She draws her cracked sword
“Your light is dying.”
She swallowed the bun. “Yeah. That’s me. Yuusha Milia. Let’s go kill a demon king or whatever.” General: “You bear the holy mark. Why do you fight without joy, Hero?” yuusha milia
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