Chapitre 79: Chapter 69: Don't Be Nervous, It Affects the Flavor_2

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"It's too boring; your timidity and fear have killed my desire to wield my sword. Get lost, all of you. Your souls are insignificant, unworthy of death by this blade," Wayne sheathed his sword, mounted his Undead Warhorse, and turned to leave.

At the sound of a whistle, Ah Bin leapt high, jumping over the heads of the elites, wagging his tail as he caught up with his master, and vanished together into the thick fog.

The elites were lucky to have escaped with their lives, but the relief was tinged with humiliation; they focused their discontent on Simon.

This Priest was too weak, with zero battle experience, poor command response, and, worst of all, his courage—actually fainting from the enemy's intimidation.

The Church was disgraced today, thoroughly mocked by the Death Knight, and she must bear all the responsibility.

"Help Priest Simon to his feet, and report the truth to the High Priest..."

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