The legendary god Anark - "Great brave man, you are the one we want to choose. Please don't be careless in saving the world!"
Great Magician Valenser - "Even if the sword in your hand is incomplete and the road ahead is an endlessly rotating windmill of destiny, are you willing to run for it? You are really... So brave!"
President Murray - "Did Lord Galende actually think so deeply... I took the liberty of trying to figure out your thoughts."
Garend, who was kidnapped by the God of Creation, was only so-so with swordsmanship and had only a little bit of strength. He pointed at his nose - "Huh? Are these talking about me... Me?"
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