Prologue
I thought I had reached the highest level as a swordsman.
When discussing the outstanding rapier swordsman on the continent, my na Alix Wafer was always ntioned, people respected , and those who had interests in swords worshiped , watching my every move without losing sight.
So, I may have been a little arrogant and a little conceited.
One day, I was killed in vain by those who envied . So, in technical terms, I was assassinated.
It seems like I'm speaking too calmly when talking about my death, but since its a thing of the past, I really have no choice.
More than that, although the situation that I am in right now is very strange. Not only was it strange that I, who should have died, was alive,
What the hell is this?
In the broken mirror, a girl with silver hair and red eyes was looking at with a pathetic expression. With white rabbit ears on her head.
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