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[Also... I heard something disturbing in the notions of my control. I couldn''t help but notice your little intervention in how I do my work. Pakutan is strange and weird in his Chaos, but I can''t stand anyone going against my Battleworld and our reasons. He broke his Divine Pact, and you are the reason for that.]
[You made him break a promise because of your intervention, which in turn, makes things difficult for me. Having such examples isn''t a place for your measly confidence or ploys. Understood? No? That is fine too because I will be making it very clear for your, and our sake]
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[I figured something out for you. A little trial, you piece of an animal. Heheheh. I am good with some reasonable demands that I made Pakutan solve. He will solve his problem, and I will even forget your intervention afterward. Whatever problem you made him do, in 100 days of your living, it will be that much harsher for your reality]
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[If you feel great about this, that''s good. I don''t. Getting his piece of Blessing is already subject to Rules, but he overlooked it, because of you. You better strengthen yourself because I will make you regret it all so much more than you wish. Regretting to go against me and others will be just an appetizer for the reasons that are hidden... and I hope to see and uncover them myself]
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[In 100 days I will present you with the Level 50 God''s Trial, little duck. I hope your life won''t give you any headaches in this remaining life you''ve got]
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[It wouldn''t be fitting or would it?]
Then the voice message stopped, and the Will of the Battleworld ceased to exist, leaving Murai''s trembling core and soul in peace.
Murai glared at the rumble of his rewards but cursed at the God of Battle with all kinds of words. Some involved... well. They involved not-so-pleasant things that one would utter to their worst enemy.
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Well... It seems that bastard already had some issue with me anyway, so there it goes. It''s rather soon to meet something akin to a God''s Wrath, but whatever. Murai thought, dismissing this to much greater heights than he was willing to admit.
trial sounds more like a treasure, and reward opportunity doesn''t it?” he asked, unbothered by whatever Lisa thought or not.
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But it shouldn''t be just that, am I right? Levels are levels, and I am not as weak as level 8. It''s not like I gained a small number of things from this Dungeon and my experience works wonders. 100 days is a long time and I can do a lot of things. Shouldn''t this chance be passable for a God''s Trial?
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Something... I am getting a bad feeling about it. Cute? Nah... Nah!
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Can you check the insides of this thing already... I am... over this little joke and your enjoyment, Lisa. Murai ordered with his will, giving up and accepting the current circumstances. Since you are done with this... charade! You may as well check the Gift of God, don''t you? I can''t do much with it, since I am a duck, you know? No freaking hands, and a clumsy beak that can''t do much but strike and stab the foe.
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Ho? This thing? It can be bound? Murai guessed, feeling the mana that this backpack let out, and something that connected to his soul. This wasn''t anything ordinary. There were runes on some sections of its leather, indicating nothing special but spatial.
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[A throughout gift is up for yourself. It binds to your Soul, making it yours, as it should]
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[It is as special as it is spatial]
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[Spatial Bag made of Polugan Immortis - Level 93 - Space Beast from XXXXXXX XXXXXX]
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[Grade - SS - Grand Gift under God of Battle''s Wife]
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[Item is forged and crafted by a Mauricius of Tower Pagos. He is a Level 95 Primordial Mage of Lighting Path and an Involver of Bauricius''s Will]
[It is a crafty methodical commission of Lady Pachi so be careful with that]
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[This item shall allow the user to have the Will to seize. Your Will wasn''t affected, allowing the treasure to pick its owner]
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[It binds to your soul, and no one else but you and your Life Companion will open it up thanks to your involved soul space]<hr>
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There is nothing here. We are still deep underground. Murai thought and followed through the caves that went on and on.
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So it was a prank and quite a good one? Is this like a freaking djin who grants wishes but doesn''t specify how? What a bothersome thing... Murai said, obvious that it should be the case.
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