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Go back... Or stay... Beside the bonfire, amidst the crackling sound, frowning, and the jumping bonfire in the boy's eyes~ ... Dead... Or~~ alive... Looking at the shield floating in the blood, the sword edge that was starting to turn purple was firmly tied to the wrist, but the wrist kept trembling slightly~ ... Is the yellow beam a dream that finally becomes empty, becomes the empty promise stuffed with cattle and sheep, or climbs into the vast sea. The answer is hidden in the roaring hoofbeats