"Thunderous measures and violence are sometimes necessary. One could even say that justice itself is a powerful form of violence, because justice without violence cannot be justice. Its implementation is bound to cut off those things that are crooked and unrighteous, and this does not require tenderness or weakness."
"So, once you've confirmed your target, move forward boldly, Loran Hill."
"Not only does Clancy need the Sage of the Stars, the Empire also needs you, the Witch of Miracles. Even the world needs you as the key to guide and turn it."
"Come on, Loran Hill."
"We will all make final preparations tomorrow."
"Final preparation?" Loran Hill savored the words carefully.
"Well, Loran, do you think I am someone who would admit defeat? Don't think that only conservatives have obsessions that they can't let go of." Westena stopped and turned around.
"I used to be quite arrogant. Even though my teacher criticized me many times, some of it still remained in my heart."
"We will never admit defeat. We have done our best in the five duels, and in the end, if the opponent still uses various tricks or schemes to cheat and win."
"Then I have no choice but to overturn the table." When saying this, the elf sage took a deep breath, as if he was exercising great restraint.
"Why does Westena think they would use conspiracy tricks?" Loran Hill was curious and puzzled.
"Because I know those people too well, little Loran." She closed one eye slightly and smiled, livening up the heavy and tense atmosphere.
"If even little Loran, who can sing seven ballads, fails, then I have reason to suspect that the other party is cheating. I won't be so foolish as to admit defeat."
"I told you so."
"I'm a very proud person. I won't bow my head to such a situation."
"Absolutely not."
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