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Manationia's Undead flew inside of her shadows as she made her way into the Inn, and spent the entire night sleeping, completely exhausted.
The Duke of the Duchy was quickly reported that the ten elite soldiers they sent to the girl were all slaughtered.
"W-What?! You're serious? Is this not a bad joke?"
"Yes…"
"It is like that…"
"We apologize in their regard!"
The servants kneeled before the Duke, as the Duke sighed.
"Damn it, the Dark Lord of the Depth's Cult is going to kill us if they know we are failing so much!" sighed the Duke.
"How about using their gifts, my lord?"
Suddenly, a mysterious woman with black feathers emerged behind the Duke.
"Huh? You're… aren't you a member of their cult?" asked the Duke.