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... mine will be killed by that unknown god!"

Paimon was frantic, her tiny hands pushing against Noah's shoulders as tears streamed down her face like pearls.

Noah grabbed hold of Paimon's starry cloak, lifting her up like a dangling fish. "Panicking won't help. Let's go, little Paimon."

Then, he turned his gaze toward Sangonomiya Kokomi. "Ornamental fish, lead the way."

Kokomi quickly straightened up and nodded. "Yes, Lord Noah." Hearing his unique nickname for her, ...

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