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... "Donald, I heard—Matris—you died there," He Youji’er adjusted the collar of his trench coat—an item he had snatched from a passing noble, his wrinkled face full of regret as he said, "What a pity, false news, that’s one."
"Last reminder, my name is Conrad." The mercenary group leader wasn’t in the mood to correct the other party’s bizarre use of the Kruz grammar, only nodding briefly for the lizard not to deliberately pronounce his name with a rolled tongue.
"It’s all the same." ...
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