Chapter 137: May All You See Be Peace, May All You Wish Be Just
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Updated : Jan 12th, 2026
Dante Keem craned his neck and said, "It's gone. The sword's already gone! It turned to ash when I was bashing that bastard just now!"
Alistair Yare looked devastated. "Gone? That was the only thing my mother left me! Senior, how could you let it vanish?"
Dante Keem wore a rascal's grin. "It was a busted wooden sword. Gone is gone. What are you going to do-take a bite out of your grandpa?"
Stefan Zimmerman cut in. "Senior, that was the only keepsake Fatty had from his mother. Maybe it was trash...
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