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... cerity. He had to change himself to enter the highest and gloomiest place in the Empire.


Adam nodded, accepting the apology, and asked, "I need to meet the person who submitted this report, and hear more about it. How should I meet him?"


"You have to go to the village. If we let him in and out of the mansion, he could become suspicious, so I have only been contacting him by letter."


"Who should I look for?" Valerian jumped up and asked.


"Go to an i ...

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