Those are some selfish words suitable for someone like you
One on one, old man
You bastard son of an adulterer
You gave me an opening to take this country's eromanga for myselfThe Traitorous KnightMordredMordredSo you were the one who put Lancelot's book onto my seat...We shall break our spears, break our swords, and break our eromangaAnd fight until our clothes rip off unnaturally to service our readers...But while you were chasing away Lancelot, who was in the way
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