After all, he was the one who had blown up the train tracks earlier. But the voice of the man behind me was different from the Malakai I remembered.
The calm, dry voice spoke as if it were nothing.
"Well, if you want to die, go ahead and scream."
"..."
Of course I didn't want to die. Until Dad came back, I couldn't afford to die.
I quietly shook my head. The man seemed to realize I had no intention of resisting, because he eased the pressure of his arm a little.
"So you submitted your entry forms for the sword tournament after all. Malakai worked hard to keep both of you from entering. Well, there's hardly anything that man has done that was properly finished, but even so, I never imagined…
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