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... ht from the start. It felt almost deliberately irritating, as if designed to make those below feel like sinners, regardless of their actual guilt. Yet, the atmosphere differed from last time.
I glanced up at the wall and immediately understood why. Only one person was on the wall today.
It was a young man with turquoise hair that hung limply like seaweed—Archmage Assad. He was so elusive that he earned the nickname of a recluse.
Why is he here? I wondered.
"You ca ...
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