“—Now, I cast aside my banner—”
This was the second Incantation of the day.
It was my new power, capable of bearing not only the burden on my mind but also the condition of my body as a Substitute.
I acknowledged this as the latest and greatest magic.
It had completely healed Rustiara, who had been on the verge of death from a wound and would never return to her former self. In terms of healing, there was nothing better.
However, during this second use, the response I felt was… nothing. I felt no healing, nor did I feel like I had taken on any burden as a Substitute. I was enveloped in a sense of pointlessness, as if I had grasped at air and put it in my mouth.
“Success… No, it’s a failure. As expected, there’s no change even if I take on their illness.”
The moment I honestly voiced my thoughts, Dia, who had been watching right beside me, exclaimed and grabbed my shoulder.
“F-Failure…!? It didn’t work!? She won’t wake up anymore!?”
As my body was shaken, I turned my eyes back to the patients.
There, two black-haired girls lay side by side.
—Now, we are in the Underground City of the Great Holy Capital.
After escaping from the pursuit of Ragune and Fafnir, we headed straight underground.
We found another mansion, different from the base Ragune knew, and are currently hiding and regrouping.
Upon reaching the mansion, the first thing I did was offer to treat the injured. I was confident in my skills, but more than that, I believed there was something only I could heal.
Perciona, Noir, and Sera, who were defeated by my father, had minor injuries and recovered quickly. Rustiara, Dia, and Snow, who had been the attackers, were mostly unharmed. The last ones remaining were Maria and Lord Hidaki, who were unconscious—
I borrowed a spacious bedroom in the mansion. Spreading blankets on the floor, I laid the two down and cast my greatest magic upon them.
However, the result was… nothing.
There was no debt to be taken on as a Substitute.
Maria, who had been struck by Ragune’s attack when I wasn’t looking, was merely unconscious.
Lord Hidaki, who had been suffering from a serious illness for a thousand years and should have been unable to wake up, showed no change. Only a chilling cold air remained on her body—
“…No, Dia. With my current power, there is no illness I cannot cure. Lord Hidaki is fully recovered now. Her former illness from her original world, the emergency treatment from a thousand years ago, and the magic received from an Apostle are all gone. However, it seems there are aftereffects from the long sleep… it will take time for her to awaken. If all goes well, she should wake up tomorrow or the day after…”
From my experience in the war a thousand years ago, I could accurately assess their conditions. As I spoke the truth, Dia let out a sigh of relief and released her hand from my shoulder.
“T-Tomorrow or the day after…? Then, it’s fine… H-Hahaha, this way Kanami’s wish will be granted… Finally, Kanami’s wish is… but Kanami is—Uuuuh…”
She then held Lord Hidaki’s hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
Watching her, I continued.
“Maria is also fully recovered. She should wake up soon. However, her magic power is severely depleted, so I don’t recommend waking her up forcefully right now.”
“Maria will wake up soon…?”
Dia knelt down, still holding Lord Hidaki’s hand, and buried her head in the chest of the sleeping Maria. Hiding her tear-streaked face, she kept calling out the name of her reliable, unconscious companion.
“Hey, Maria…. Please wake up soon…. I don’t know what to do anymore…”
With that, Dia became still.
Though her body was unharmed, her spirit was clearly not. She looked deeply exhausted, as if she could fall asleep right there with them.
Her unstable voice filled me with anxiety.
It would be fine if Dia were a girl with no power. However, she possessed magic power comparable to an Apostle or a Thief of Principles. I didn’t know when she would reach her mental limit and lose control.
Sensing my anxious expression, Snow, who had been watching from the corner of the room, moved.
“I’ll look after Dia. I want to rest too… I’ll stay here.”
She, who was calmer than Dia, gently touched the shoulder of Dia, who had sat down, and offered to take care of her.
However, it felt like a message telling me to leave.
I knew it was her kindness. She was likely trying to distance me to avoid saying something she might regret in a moment of weakness.
Grateful for Snow’s level-headed judgment, I gave a light “Yes” and left the bedroom.
From behind, I heard Snow’s whisper, “Kanami…” I also heard her sobbing.
Without looking back, I walked alone down the desolate corridor of the mansion.
“—!”
Midway, I stumbled.
I placed my hand on the wall as if to push it, managing to support my body. Then, I checked my own condition, the last patient.
The bleeding from my abdomen had not stopped.
I had applied a makeshift bandage with cloth from the mansion, but it was largely ineffective. If I weren’t a Thief of the Principles of Light, I would have already died from blood loss.
But that was the least of my worries.
My mental state was far more critical. I was used to basic symptoms like pain and nausea, but the more magical symptoms were more torturous than any magic. The anxiety that clenched my heart, the muddy regret filling my mind, the fear of the enemy that bound my limbs. My sense of balance and perspective warped, my breath grew shallow and weak.
When the tension broke, I recognized all of it. I felt like I would stop, lie down, and fall into an eternal sleep free from all anxiety.
I tightened the bandage around my abdomen, strengthening the pain in my body to discipline my mind.
I couldn’t afford to let my guard down just because I was in a safe zone.
Keep moving. If I stop, I will fall asleep.
If I fall asleep again, it will be…
Staggering, I continued down the corridor.
Before I reached the living room, I found the Fuziaze knights arguing with grim expressions.
Rustiara was receiving information from Sera and Perciona. Noir, who didn’t have much connection with them, seemed to be quietly sitting in the corner of the room.
The content of their conversation was about a former companion who had become an enemy. Perciona spoke about Ragune Kaikuola.
“Ragune was a knight who worked for a village called Shido. I believe most of her income was contracted to be sent to her hometown.”
Rustiara, seated at the table in the center of the living room, considered the information.
“She’s from the frontier, isn’t she? Hmm… How did the Ragune-chan who was in that region end up coming all the way to Fuziaze?”
“I believe it was Palinkron and Hein who scouted Ragune. I did confirm her hometown, and I don’t believe there was anything unusual about it. Ragune was loved by those around her, and she was sincerely grateful for that. Therefore, I thought Ragune genuinely wanted to repay her hometown, and that’s why she was aiming to become a better knight… or so I thought…”
As Perciona spoke, she admitted her own shortcomings and lowered her voice. Seeing this, Sera, her junior, took over the conversation.
“After Ragune became one of the Seven Knights of Heaven, she mostly worked as my subordinate. Also, because we were close in age, she often guarded the vicinity of the young lady…”
“Yes, I know about that. I’ve talked and played a lot with Ragune-chan since I was born… However, I never realized Ragune-chan’s true feelings…”
The three people present had heard that they had a family-like relationship with that Ragune. However, even so, she had become what she was now. All three of them grew somber at this reality.
“I feel the same way. I never realized Ragune had such ambition.”
However, Sera, unwilling to just regret, immediately looked up and faced forward. She tried to convey as much of what she knew as possible to Rustiara.
“…I often spent my days off with Ragune. So, I also heard about her personal life as her superior. At that time, I asked her if it wasn’t difficult to live a life where she only sent what she obtained in the Allied Nations back to her hometown. She replied with a smile, ‘If I become the best, Mom will come to see me, so I’m fine’— At that time, I dismissed it as words showing her strong trust in her family… but now it feels like they were important words.”
“Mom again… Sera-chan, do you know where Ragune-chan’s mother is now?”
“Now…? The wife of the Kaikuola family, I believe—”
“No, not her. Mom when she wasn’t a knight, an adopted aristocrat, or a supported maid. Do you know about the time when little Ragune-chan spent with her biological mother?”
“That would be difficult… However, since she left her foster parents and became adopted, isn’t it possible that her mother has already passed away?”
“I see… I guess we won’t know the details unless we go to that village called Shido…”
Rustiara’s policy still seemed unchanged. From her words, one could discern her efforts to understand Ragune. The two who were Rustiara’s former attendants watched with bitter expressions as Perciona picked up the continuation of the conversation.
“I apologize, young lady. Even if we wanted to go and confirm, that village of Shido… rather, the entire region was affected by the ‘Great Cataclysm’ a year ago, and…”
“Huh? Did it disappear because of the ‘Great Cataclysm’?”
“No, it didn’t disappear. It was at the edge of the continent, so it wasn’t within the range of the continental collapse. However, precisely because it was a small village on the edge, the impact of the ‘Great Cataclysm’ seems to have been fatal. I heard that the harvest decreased drastically, and trade with the central part completely stopped, leading to the abandonment of the village. However, I also heard that no villagers died of starvation, and they were able to evacuate cleanly. Thanks to Ragune’s remittances, the village had some leeway…”
“No one died… Still, was that Ragune-chan’s trigger? Does she wish for the revival of her abandoned hometown? Or does she wish for a reunion with that Mom? Or, hmm…, hmm…”
Rustiara was trying to uncover Ragune’s true wish. She didn’t seem to fully believe the motive of “wanting to be the best” she had heard earlier at the castle. Or rather, she probably believed that “wanting to be the best” was just a means to an end, and her true goal was something else.
I agree with that. If “wanting to be the best” could satisfy her completely, she wouldn’t have become so much like a “Thief of Principles.” After all, she killed her father and became the strongest enemy that everyone here acknowledges.
Ragune succeeded in her means. However, she couldn’t achieve her intended true goal. This is likely the source of her strong “Lingering Desire,” which defines her current state.
And I have a premonition that we will never be able to know her true goal. Ragune will likely never speak her deepest heart to anyone until she dies. Or perhaps, she might even hide it from herself until she dies. Like her father, she gives the impression she is living by deceiving herself.
If anyone could perceive the depths of her heart, it would be someone of the same nature. That is why Ragune particularly detested her father. She wanted to kill him above all else. I feel that way.
I hesitate whether to convey my impression to Rustiara. She would likely welcome any information about Ragune. And if it would be of any help in the coming battle—
“Don’t go in.”
However, I was stopped by a voice from behind. Turning around, I saw Rainer, his hood pulled deep, standing there. While everyone else rested at this mansion, he had gone out on his own as a scout. He seemed to have just returned.
“Rustiara is fine. However, those two serious knights over there still suspect you as an enemy. If you go in, it will only complicate matters.”
And then, he gave me very sensible advice.
Even if the roles of friend and foe had been reversed, the fact that I had manipulated Perciona and Sera remained unchanged. While I was accustomed to being resented, I wanted to avoid complicating matters and causing trouble for Rustiara. I stopped my foot from entering the living room.
“Besides, what does tonight’s conversation have to do with us? What good will it do to know the enemy’s past now? No matter how much you think about it, it’s impossible with them. More importantly, you come here.”
Uninterested in Ragune’s story, Rainer waved me over.
From his demeanor, I could feel Rainer’s unwavering resolve. Even if Rustiara were preparing to reconcile with Ragune, he alone would be preparing to kill Ragune, considering the worst-case scenario.
I’m sure Rainer also had a long relationship with my father. Honestly, I could say he was devoted to him. Still, unlike Dia and the others, he showed no signs of hesitation. Although I was overwhelmed by his mental strength, I retorted without showing it.
“…Haa. Rainer, you’re still creepy. You speak as if you can see right through my mind.”
“It might have been different with you before, but you’re easy to read now. It’s useless, so stop it. That kind of thing never ends well. …Truly.”
However, my bluff was easily seen through. I, who had tormented Rainer relentlessly when we were in the labyrinth, no longer seemed capable of holding a superior position over him. The repeated ‘Price’ of light no longer allowed me to feign strength. I no longer had the will or stamina to pretend.
“…That’s right.”
Deciding there was no point in putting on an act, I obediently followed Rainer’s instructions. Letting him lead me, I was taken to the garden outside the mansion. There, I first confirmed the results of his reconnaissance in the Great Holy Capital above ground.
“Rainer, what was the Great Holy Capital like?”
“…The surface is in chaos. The blood from the castle has encroached upon the town, and the army has begun a large-scale mobilization. Naturally, ordinary people have started to evacuate, seeking refuge in churches and government offices. This underground city may also be used as a shelter in the near future. After all, the ‘Senate’ that granted us this place is no more.”
“You must have seen the castle too? What was Ragune doing?”
“She’s currently facing the Fuziaze country’s army in front of the castle.”
That seems reasonable. It had been several hours since Fuziaze Castle was engulfed by blood. The core of the army during my wars in the past consisted mostly of private soldiers and mercenaries employed by the feudal lords. However, in modern times, there are many soldiers directly maintained by the country. This means there are military posts in various parts of the Great Holy Capital. Even though the VIPs in Fuziaze Castle are dead, the command structure is not entirely defunct. This era allows for the luxury of having contingency plans for various emergencies. These conditions are more than sufficient for the Great Holy Capital’s military, who sensed the abnormality at the castle, to complete their encirclement.
“When I saw it from a distance, Ragune was putting up a great fight against multiple Fuziaze Knight Orders—about a hundred knights. She took a position on the large bridge and kept unleashing flashy, newly learned magic, looking like a traitor. She could assassinate the commander alone if she wanted to, but she’s not doing that… probably because her objective isn’t just to kill them all.”
“Yes, she might be trying to show it to the world. She was fixated on being the ‘Best’.”
The people who gathered to reclaim the castle would likely become victims of Ragune, whose desire for self-display was no longer suppressed. The thought of this fact made a searing pain bloom deep within my chest.
“Fafnir seems to be doing something on the castle’s rooftop. I could see a faint magic circle floating in the sky. …Honestly, that makes me more uneasy. All of their magic is too abnormal. That blood-soaked castle is clearly beyond the scope of magic. Some knights I knew were bombarding the castle with magic from behind, but it didn’t budge. In fact, blood knights emerged in response to that attack and annihilated them instead.”
“Even with Aleis and Lanz from a thousand years ago, we struggled with that blood castle… For modern mages who have distanced themselves from actual combat, it would be difficult to even enter.”
Of course, in research, modern mages are superior to those from the past. By leveraging their strengths rather than confronting them head-on, there’s a possibility of conquering the blood castle. I intend to explain this method to Rainer, drawing upon my own thousand-year-old experiences.
“Rainer, there are multiple ways to conquer that castle. As a basic principle, the blood knights that counter-attack automatically cannot come out of the blood pond. Furthermore, by irradiating non-hostile magic, the expansion of the blood pond can be prevented.”
“It seems they noticed that. Several knight orders formed a line and were suppressing it with magic.”
“And also, if you prepare wood-attribute magic, which is compatible with blood attribute, you can plant trees around…”
“No, Nosfy, wait. That kind of talk isn’t necessary right now.”
However, midway through, Rainer’s expression turned stern, and he rebuked me for derailing the conversation.
“…If you were to relay my information to someone you know, you could reduce unnecessary deaths.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for that. I have more important things to do.”
“But, that would be too…”
Just a casual estimation resulted in a staggering number of deaths. If Ragune and Fafnir’s madness were multiplied by that, I couldn’t fathom how much sorrow would befall the citizens.
“You understand with your intellect, don’t you? We should concentrate on killing Ragune and Fafnir. That will ultimately be good for the country as well.”
“…That’s right.”
I am accustomed to making decisions not to save those who could have been saved, having done so a thousand years ago. I accepted the pain in my chest and obediently listened to Rainer, aligning the information necessary for victory as he saw it.
“What I want to know now isn’t how to save Ragune or anyone else. …Tell me, who is stronger: Christ or Ragune? Your senses are fine.”
“That would be… undoubtedly, Father. Without a surprise attack, and if there was nothing to protect, Father would definitely win. The defeat in the castle was my fault. To protect me, Father used his first cut…”
After a moment of hesitation, I stated it with certainty.
In reality, I still held the thought that even though Ragune wanted to kill Father, it wasn’t truly the truth.
If I hadn’t been there, Father would have had a little more room to maneuver. At the very least, if he hadn’t pushed me away, he wouldn’t have lost his dominant arm. With his arm and sword, he should have been able to withstand the subsequent onslaught. Yes, if only I hadn’t been there, Father absolutely wouldn’t have lost.
Father would surely—!
“…Right. Then, the story is simple. To have Ragune defeated by Christ, I’ll quickly complete your true ‘magic’. That ‘magic’ is the so-called ‘Immortality’, and it’s the means to revive Christ, isn’t it?”
Rainer seemed to agree with my answer. We concluded that the most important thing in the next battle was Father’s revival.
At the same time, Rainer had seen through my lie.
I had always told everyone, “I will definitely revive Father,” but in truth, I hadn’t achieved the magic of ‘Immortality’. I only had a vague image of somehow dealing with Father’s corpse using the recent ‘Incantation.’
Rainer had sternly pursued me, stating that it wouldn’t suffice.
“You understood so well… that my magic is still insufficient…”
“…Well, yes. Never mind that, let’s finish this quickly. Before Maria wakes up… or rather, before the limit of that body comes, no matter how much it hurts, you will complete it. That magic is something that absolutely cannot afford to fail.”
Rainer looked at my abdomen and used the words “the limit of the body.” I could tell he had seen through not only my lie but also my physical condition.
Indeed, while I have ‘Lingering Desire’ now, I am on the verge of disappearing due to a burden that surpasses it.
I have a few days at most—no, by tomorrow morning, I won’t be able to move. If things go poorly, I might disappear before Maria wakes up.
Hearing that reality spoken without reservation, I returned a sarcastic remark with a bitter face.
“…Heh, you say things like beating a dead person.”
“Naturally. You will suffer as much as you can, and in the end, you will die for Christ.”
However, I was immediately met with a remark that felt like concern, albeit a harsh one.
Rainer truly watches me and understands me well.
No, does he sense me well? In any case, he understands that I will disappear if I use that magic, and yet he urges me on without stopping me.
—Die for Father.
That’s a good phrase. Ah, I understand. Even though I know it’s ‘Magic Thread,’ I have no intention of severing it.
“You say ‘die’… Rainer, you truly hate me, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I hate you. Because you’re the most infuriating, the most disgusting, and the most hated enemy.”
“…Your ‘most’ is a very disturbing thing to hear. Could you perhaps make it second most? You have Ragune now, don’t you?”
“As if. Never mind that, try that magic on me for a bit. It’s practice, practice.”
Come to think of it, he’s become the person I’ve spent the longest time with in this modern era.
We met in the labyrinth, parted ways with the Lord, and even after losing Father on the ground—he’s still by my side as a worthy rival. He’s a truly tenacious fellow, having faced death many times.
Perhaps because of that, I have a feeling that somehow, no matter what happens in the future, only Rainer will survive.
It’s not just about what he was born with or his skill set; I feel like his very soul is specialized in survival. I have a feeling that even if the world were to disappear, only he would remain…
If it’s Rainer Helvirshine, I’m sure he’ll fight until the end.
In the far future, even after I’m gone, only he will remain by Father’s side.
I don’t trust him, but I can rely on him.
Thinking so, I revealed all my power without any concealment.
“—’Now, I discard the banner’—”
While lightly restricting it, I illuminated the garden with light.
The target was a superficial scratch on the back of Rainer’s hand.
I transferred it to myself.
Seeing that, Rainer tensed, his eyes widened, and his body trembled. For me, it’s a magic that can be activated with ease, but the magic power actually used is immense due to the ‘Price.’
Rainer swallowed and voiced his first impression.
“It’s… tremendous… But compared to Lord Rowen’s, it’s a bit—”
“Yes, it’s not enough. The magic name hasn’t even been decided yet.”
It’s unfinished. Compared to the magic “Light that is reborn as a substitute” that I used on Father, it’s far too weak.
“Not just the magic name, but is that the end of the ‘Incantation’? Shouldn’t there be about two more verses?”
“The continuation of the ‘Incantation’…? Even if you say so, anything more than this…”
It wouldn’t come out of my throat.
With the magic “Light that is reborn as a substitute,” three verses suddenly sprang to mind, but this time it stopped after a short single verse. Naturally, the magic name didn’t emerge either.
Seeing me agonizing, Rainer offered some advice.
“…From what I’ve heard, it’s good to imagine a cool magic and shout a cool magic name.”
“Huh?”
But at his vague and childish words, contempt from the bottom of my belly slipped out.
“How about thinking back on your life and reciting it as a cool poem? Isn’t that the best way?”
“………Ugh? Rainer, you’re even more repulsive than usual. Are you serious?”
I tried to understand. However, the same contemptuous questioning slipped out again, and along with it, my true feelings were also exposed.
“…I know. It’s just that Christ said this is the proper way to operate magic, passed down from the ‘Shiso’.”
“Father? …Ah, I see. Come to think of it, it might not be entirely off the mark.”
“You… No, it’s fine as you are…”
Rainer looked a little taken aback by how quickly I changed my mind, but he quickly collected himself and continued speaking.
“…Christ also said that the act of shouting itself would become a ‘price.’ I was a bit skeptical at the time, but now I feel like I understand. ‘Price’ is something you can choose freely.”
He then gradually incorporated his own thoughts into his explanation.
“From here on is my interpretation, so please listen with that in mind.”
This is the opinion of the human who has had the most encounters with us “Thieves of Principles” in this modern era.
I nodded slightly and listened quietly to his thoughts.
“If even vague actions can become a ‘price’… that means, [the world and everything in it can become a ‘price’ without exception], I believe. That’s why I asked you to sing about your life as a ‘Thief of Principles.’ If you make all your actions up to today, all the paths you’ve walked, and even your very being as a ‘Thief of Principles of Light’ here now, into a ‘price,’ Magic should approach its ultimate form.”
“My very self, as a ‘price’…?”
Upon hearing that, I remembered Ragune’s words.
–The “Best” I’ve been searching for. The meaning of life I’ve always pursued. You must have worked hard to find the answer to that, Nosfy–
Is that what’s missing from my “Incantation”?
If so, perhaps I should embrace my feelings for my father— No, if that were enough, it would have been completed long ago. I have always lived thinking only of my father. That alone is not enough to complete the “Incantation.”
In other words, what’s important isn’t my feelings for my father, but something else entirely.
I suddenly think back.
As Rainer told me, I reflect on my life.
Not just the present, but the past.
Not just my father, but my very self.
Unless I connect these two, I feel like I’ll never reach the meaning of life or the answer to life.
What was my life?
What did I seek and wish for at first—
That is a distant, distant memory.
Before the “Shaka Hōkan Jin,” before I met my father, before I became the “Banner of Light.” I feel like I was walking much, much further back. Why did I start walking the tower of Fuziaze Castle—
When my memories reached the moment that is most difficult for a person to recall— I realized.
I may not have full conviction yet, but it feels like that is my own answer.
At the same time, it also feels like that is Ragune’s answer. That is precisely why Ragune asked me. As if holding a mirror to itself, facing myself in the depths of those depths.
“Ah, ah, yes… So that’s what it was about…”
And in the moment I realized that answer, the world shook violently.
“—?!”
The ground shook, followed by an explosion. Furthermore, extreme heat spread rapidly into the Underground City. Black smoke rose from parts of the mansion.
My and Rainer’s understanding of the cause was immediate.
“—!! Th-this is… it seems Maria has awakened. Hey, Nosfy. We’re pausing this. Let’s go apprehend her.”
“No, Rainer. It’s not a pause; it’s the end. I’ve just understood what’s necessary for completion.”
Rainer hurried to re-enter the mansion.
Toward his defenseless back, I calmly murmured—
“—Now, I cast aside the banner—”
I enveloped Rainer in “Light Principles” and took upon myself a certain “Substitute.”
This will add a phrase to my true “Magic,” to its “Incantation.”
“—I no longer need the world’s blessings—”
That’s two phrases. Just a little more to go.
I even have an idea for the remaining phrase.
Of course, Rainer, who was about to head into the mansion, turned back with hostility in his eyes.
“Hey! What did you just do to me…!”
“I’m sorry. This was absolutely necessary.”
I bowed deeply, deeply, and begged for his forgiveness.
Rainer contorted his face and looked at his hands. While confirming his own changes, he calmly asked.
“…Nosfy, what you just did was necessary?”
Rainer seemed to have read my mind. Instead of retaliating against my power, which could be considered theft, he simply offered a grave expression.
“Yes. From now on, I intend to do the same to Ms. Maria. With that, it will probably be complete. My true ‘Magic’.”
“…Then it’s fine. We need to hurry. It’s tough dealing with Maria without you.”
Rainer, like me, must trust me, even if he can’t rely on me. He once again showed me his defenseless back and darted off. I followed behind him, humming the “Incantation” one more time.
“—Now, I cast aside the banner— ‘I no longer need the world’s blessings’ —”
My physical condition hasn’t changed, but I feel as though my body has become lighter. It’s contradictory, but I feel superb despite being in a terrible state.
Now, I am making my very existence the “price,” without losing anything.
This can hardly be called a “price” anymore. I suspect this is a part of the true “Magic” that my father and Tiara aimed for a thousand years ago.
I wanted to quickly convey this new “Incantation” to Ragune and my father. I also wanted to quickly show them the true value of the “Thief of Principles of Light” that I have finally found.
Therefore, with exhilaration rather than impatience, my strides lengthen. My steps toward the place where the two are quicken, bit by bit. Faster and faster towards the end—
Skipping Nosfy’s repeated flashbacks.
The following scenes are also omitted.
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