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... ps that was why, but even from afar, they could see large, clean buildings.


When Calian, who felt as though he was looking at Astrisha Street, looked at the city with a little admiration. Yan, who seemed to fear that Calian might develop a good opinion of the Lord of this city, opened his mouth,


“Count Hale Latran, don’t you remember?”


“Oh he…” It was a familiar name,


Calian tried to recall the name, then raised an eyebrow when he realised. He w ...

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