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... momentarily filled her face had faded, now mixed with bewilderment—like how mixing all colors of clay eventually results in a deep gray.
She slowly opened her mouth.
"...Dorys Redfield. Did you perhaps think the Sacred Salon was a place that sold information fairly? I never gave it such a grand meaning."
"Of course not. Only those handpicked by Your Highness can enter the Salon, and the usage fees are quite high. The concept of ’coins’ was likely adopted more for entertai ...
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