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... e layers of barriers.

Looks like he's finally going to tell us the reason he was so eager in trying to spread chantless magic even at the cost of his life.

"Are you familiar with 『Broken Stars』?"

"I know they exist… They're fragments of space monsters, correct?"

I answered Grevil's question.

『Broken Stars』 are something that have existed since my past life, they're the space monsters'--fragments.

Around 5000 years ago, a fight broke out between two ...

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