﻿\setgamedatatitle("Gluette_10")

\text("Gluette")
P-please stop... I can't take any more!!
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Inside the cell, separated by iron bars.
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Gluette's voice echoes off the stone walls.
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\text("Orc Guard")
Heh heh, what are you talking about? You can still take
more, can't you?
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\text("Gluette")
N-no way... I really... can't... anymore...
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Gluette has been imprisoned in the cell for quite some time
now.
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During that time, Gluette has been thoroughly 'entertained'
by this orc guard.
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\text("Orc Guard")
Come on, don't be so shy. I'll make sure you get plenty in
that mouth of yours...

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\text("Orc Guard")
A top-quality Swaro beef ribeye steak, specially ordered
from Nantai in the country of Shuka.
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Saying that, the orc guard placed a plate with a freshly
grilled steak on the table.

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\text("Gluette")
I-I really can't take any more!! I'm completely stuffed!
What do I have to say to make you understand!?

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The orc guard served Gluette three meals a day like this, on
a regular schedule.
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\text("Orc Guard")
Heh, that's not all for today. I brought some top-class wine
from the food storage too.
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\text("Orc Guard")
After all, nothing goes better with meat than booze, heh
heh.
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There were guards posted, but coming and going from the cell
was basically free, and it wasn't even locked.
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If Gluette wished, she could even take a bath―she was being
treated to every possible comfort.
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\text("Gluette")
I-I'm really... being treated with such hospitality...

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\text("Gluette")
A-are you trying to win me over like this...?

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Even though she was a prisoner, by Caym's orders Gluette was
being treated as an honored guest.

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Though she wondered about that, the aroma of the meat made
Gluette's stomach feel heavy.

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\text("Orc Guard")
What's wrong, not eating? Or would you have preferred fish
over meat today?

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\text("Orc Guard")
If so, I'll have the chef make something else right away...
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\text("Gluette")
N-no!! I'll eat it!! I could never disrespect something
that's been prepared for me!!

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Saying that, Gluette picked up her knife and fork, cut the
meat, and brought it to her mouth.
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\text("Gluette")
Ahh... The moment I bite into the meat, the juices just
burst and fill my mouth.

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\text("Gluette")
As expected of the famous Swaro beef from Nantai in the
country of Shuka.
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\text("Gluette")
No, not just the quality of the ingredients―the chef who
made this is truly amazing as well.

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\text("Gluette")
Even though it's simply seasoned with salt and pepper, the
unique smell of Swaro beef is perfectly eliminated by
adjusting the way it's cooked.
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\text("Gluette")
(Ahh, it's so delicious!! But... at this rate my weight is
in serious danger. In that sense, this is a real crisis for
me.)
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\text("Orc Guard")
Heh heh, hearing you say that makes us cooks really happy
too.
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\text("Orc Guard")
When you're done eating, just leave your plate over there.

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\text("Orc Guard")
I'll be back later, hehehe...
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Leaving those words behind, the orc guard exited the cell.

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\text("Gluette")
A-ahh... I ended up eating it all again...

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\text("Gluette")
The food here is just too delicious... The chef's skills are
on par with the cooks at my mansion―no, maybe even better...

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In the end, Gluette finished every bite and slumped her
shoulders in defeat.
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\text("Gluette")
A-at this rate... this is going to be really bad for me.

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\text("Gluette")
I have to run around the labyrinth three laps again today to
burn off what I ate...
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\text("Caym")
What are you mumbling about all by yourself?
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\text("Gluette")
Kyaa!?
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Startled by the sudden voice, Gluette jumped up from her
chair.
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When she looked toward the open door, there stood Caym.

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\text("Gluette")
C-Caym...! How long have you been standing there!?

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\text("Caym")
Since you started critiquing the meat. I'm glad to see
you're enjoying life here.

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\text("Gluette")
E-except for the number of meals, it's actually quite
comfortable.
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Gluette straightened her posture and glared at Caym.
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But when she tried to meet his eyes, she realized she
couldn't.
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\text("Gluette")
(Ah, ugh... I can't even look at his face properly...)

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Ever since she was violated the other day, Gluette had
started to see Caym as a man.
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A man far stronger than herself, a noblewoman.
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The one she gave her first time to.
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No matter the circumstances, Caym had become someone special
to Gluette.
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If it weren't for the dim light of the cell, one might have
noticed the faint blush on Gluette's cheeks.

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\text("Gluette")
A-are you planning to fatten me up and eat me?

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\text("Caym")
Of course not. Well... I do plan to eat you in a different
way, though. Kukuku.
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\text("Gluette")
Ugh... uuu...
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Every few days, Caym would come visit Gluette like this.

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Each time, he would tease her and enjoy her reactions.

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\text("Caym")
So, about that matter―have you changed your mind yet?

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\text("Gluette")
...I have absolutely no intention of working for you.

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\text("Gluette")
If you want a magician's power, why don't you look
elsewhere?
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And so, Caym was also trying to recruit the captive Gluette
into the Demon Lord's army.
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\text("Gluette")
I came here to bring Risbell-san back to the right path.

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\text("Gluette")
For me to join the Demon Lord's army... that's just
impossible.
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But Gluette rejected every attempt.

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Of course, part of it was because the Demon Lord's army was
a force that disturbed the peace of the world.
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But more than that, Gluette couldn't figure out what kind of
person Caym was.
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During her solo journey, Gluette had met many people.

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From those experiences, she had become able to roughly guess
what someone was thinking or what kind of person they were
just by looking at their face.
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However... when it came to Caym, she couldn't read him at
all.
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This man was unfathomable.
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He was the first person like that she'd ever met.
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\text("Caym")
Kukuku, so you still haven't given up on her?

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\text("Caym")
I thought you'd have lost all hope by now...

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\text("Gluette")
...It's true... I don't understand what she's thinking.

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\text("Gluette")
But still... I can't just leave things as they are.

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\text("Gluette")
Because Risbell-san is my...
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\text("Caym")
...Hmm, I see.
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Caym said shortly as he watched Gluette mutter with her head
down.
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Then, with a nod, he turned on his heel.
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\text("Caym")
I'll be back. Next time, I hope to hear a more favorable
answer.
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\text("Gluette")
No matter how many times you come, my answer will be the
same.
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Gluette said that to Caym's back.
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After his footsteps faded away, Gluette muttered once more.

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\text("Gluette")
Yes, the same...
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\text("Gluette")
As long as I can't find my own answer...

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With those words, Gluette let out a sigh.
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....................
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............
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That night.
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At a time when everyone was fast asleep, a shadowy figure
approached Gluette.
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\text("Gluette")
...There sure are a lot of visitors tonight.
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Rising from her bed, Gluette addressed the person who had
entered her cell.

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\text("Risbell")
...Caym-sama told me to come show my face once in a while.

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\text("Gluette")
Oh, is that so? Not that I was waiting for you or anything.

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\text("Risbell")
You... still worry about me, don't you?

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\text("Gluette")
...Did you hear that from him? If you feel guilty, why don't
you just hurry up and leave the Demon Lord's army?

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\text("Risbell")
No, I don't feel the slightest bit guilty. So there's no way
I'll ever leave the Demon Lord's army.

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\text("Gluette")
...Is that what you came here to say?
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\text("Risbell")
...No. What I'm about to say is just me talking to myself.

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With that preface, Risbell began to speak.
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About her past.
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\text("Risbell")
As someone born and raised as a Diabolica, I was always
surrounded by persecution and discrimination.
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\text("Risbell")
Humans attacked our village and killed my parents. Just
because we were Diabolica.
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\text("Gluette")
............
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\text("Risbell")
I was supposed to be tortured and killed along with my
parents, but fortunately, my life was spared.

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\text("Risbell")
By a Diabolica who called herself the 'Demon Lord'...

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Risbell's gaze seemed to be looking at Gluette, but in
truth, it wasn't.
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In Gluette's eyes, she saw the scene from back then
reflected, as if Risbell was watching it unfold.
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\text("Risbell")
In this Nilt, there are so many people persecuted just for
being born into their race.

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\text("Risbell")
No, it's not just Nilt. Even in your homeland, Ramshi, I'm
sure it happens to some extent.

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\text("Risbell")
I want to build a country where everyone can coexist,
overcoming those differences in race.
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\text("Risbell")
That's why I'm standing here now.

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\text("Gluette")
...This is the first time I've heard about your
upbringing...
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\text("Gluette")
You hardly ever talked back when we were students...

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\text("Risbell")
It's not something I go around telling just anyone.

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\text("Gluette")
Even so, you have way too many secrets.

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With a short sigh, Risbell turned to leave the cell, as if
to say she'd said all she needed to say.

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\text("Gluette")
Wait. Coming from someone as serious as you, I believe what
you just told me is true.

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\text("Gluette")
As a fellow human, I offer my apologies to you and your
parents.
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\text("Gluette")
But, can you really say for certain that what you're aiming
for is the same as what that Demon Lord is after?

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Risbell stopped in her tracks and turned around.
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\text("Risbell")
Eavesdropping on my muttering, Gluette-san? That's a bit
twisted of you.
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\text("Gluette")
N-not as twisted as you, watching people get violated with
such a happy look on your face.

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\text("Risbell")
Sorry. It's just, seeing the haughty Gluette-san moaning
with her face all red was so entertaining, I couldn't help
but watch.
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\text("Gluette")
...I just realized, are you picking a fight with me?

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\text("Gluette")
I mean, I always thought you were more reserved, but you
actually speak your mind quite bluntly, don't you?

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\text("Risbell")
If I didn't have nerves of steel, I could never lead an
army.
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\text("Gluette")
...That's very convincing, but are you not going to answer
my earlier question?

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Gluette pressed Risbell for an answer, her thin smile
lingering.
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Then, Risbell's smile vanished in an instant.

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\text("Risbell")
...Lord Caym is only interested in getting good women and
having his way with them.
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\text("Risbell")
But... he, too, once had his family and country stolen from
him by humans.
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\text("Risbell")
He'll never tell me about it, but... I'm sure there's
something hidden deep inside him.

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\text("Gluette")
............
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Gluette closed her eyes and fell silent, as if to chew over
Risbell's words.
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But after a moment, she opened her eyes.
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Then, with a look like she'd made up her mind, she spoke.

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\text("Gluette")
I've seen for myself the state of the city you all rule
over.
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\text("Gluette")
Certainly, it seems your dream is starting to come true.
But...

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\text("Gluette")
You all―no, your dream itself―could end up making enemies of
the whole world.

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\text("Gluette")
Are you aware of that?

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\text("Risbell")
............
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Risbell didn't answer Gluette's question.
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\text("Gluette")
I'm sure you'll have to fight many countries from now on.

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\text("Gluette")
And as a result, much blood will be shed. You might lose
someone precious. Maybe even your own life...

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\text("Gluette")
Even so, are you still going to pursue that dream?

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\text("Risbell")
...The human who killed my parents once said this.

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\text("Risbell")
He said, 'There's no place in this world for demons like
you.'

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Risbell let out a small chuckle.
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And gradually, that smile deepened.
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\text("Risbell")
Heh, you ask if I'm willing to make the world my enemy...

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\text("Risbell")
But the world has always been our enemy.

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\text("Risbell")
So if we want to carve out a place for ourselves, we have no
choice but to fight against it.
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Risbell's smile, though a smile, was tinged with sadness.

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But at the same time, there was a hint of pride in it as
well.
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\text("Risbell")
Are you among those enemies of the world too, Gluette-san?


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\text("Gluette")
............
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Risbell, who should have been a comrade who shared the same
place and time.
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But now, Gluette keenly felt that she and Risbell stood in
different places.

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Risbell now stood somewhere out of reach, no matter how far
Gluette stretched out her hand.
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Feeling the passage of time, Gluette's chest tightened.

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\text("Gluette")
I don't want to fight you.

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Gluette let those words slip out quietly.
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But Risbell was no longer there.
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In the deathly silent cell, only the cold darkness remained.

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