Chapter 92: Tournament (2)

Grace flinched when she felt her hand on her shoulder. "You did good."

She smiled shakily, as she didn't think she did a good job. It had been messy and had taken forever. They were lucky that none of its goblin friends showed up. That wasn't to say they wouldn't be able to defend themselves, as she was sure that Luke would be able to handle it, but it was obvious to her that being a Healer was the worst class to have, despite what Luke had told her before when he tried to comfort her about it.

Luke, on the other hand, wasn't lying when he said she did would be the first time she had killed something in this life. Taking the life of something when she had never even killed livestock before wasn't something that could be taken lightly. It didn't matter that it wasn't human. Goblins still bled the same as humans, and it would only get worse from here when they fought against demons that looked like humans. She deserved to be praised for her efforts.

Suddenly, the

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