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... e might think we don’t know each other well."
Yet the Preacher responded very seriously.
"No, we are well-acquainted. If we weren’t, I wouldn’t remember your name."
The man with the bulbous nose looked speechless.
After that, he stopped dwelling on it, nonchalantly plopped down on the ground, took a big swig of white liquor from the bottle, and then asked, "Do you think their path can be completed?"
"I don’t know. The Human Race lacks gods, the Martial Pat ...
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