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Under such a pile of sand, Midas rose from his seat with the sound of a rough spit of sand in his mouth.
Midas, whose sand was covering his body, was constantly spilling to the floor, was not very good.
Midas, who had done the bad thing, turned his head and looked around him.
King!
"Master!"
Then I saw Lucky and Gold looking at him from afar.
And the two looked worried.
That was all.
King! King!
"Leave it to me! These g ...
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