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... th a thundercloud.
On the deck, the blonde Victoria looked up at the sky and let a few drops of rain fall on her smooth and fair face. The water droplets dripped down her cheeks until they fell on the deck.
“It’s going to be a storm.”
She muttered and turned to the bald man at the helm and said, “Head towards nine o’clock direction, we are going to reach Rogue Town soon!”
The bald man rolled his eyes and said unhappily, “I am the captain, not the helmsman. Don’t o ...
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